TOUCH OF SIN

Chapter Twenty Two

Sherylin pov:

"I'm going to make him know how it feels to have something you love taken away from you." He swore angrily as the edge of the knife dug deeper into my hip and I let out a night cuddling scream. My knees buckled with the pain I was feeling but he held me by my waist and pulled me harder against him. Tears filled my eyes and poured from my eyes. I never knew such pain existed.

My vision filled with black dots but I refused to give into the darkness who knew what he'd do to me if I passed out.

“Please it hurts stoop!" I begged. He chuckled and twisted the knife. A pained scream tore from deep inside my throat. I begged and wilted but it was all in vain. Blood gushed from my hip and painted the floor red and the black dots in my vision increased. My knees gave out and this time he let go of me and I fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes. I yelped and my whole body shook with fear pain and terror.

I tried to crawl away from him but he was on top of me in a second and his crazy eyes admired his handy work. Is sweaty paw rested on my face and he twisted it painfully to the side.

“He even left a hickey on you? So it wont matter if I add another while we wait for you to bleed out and die." His stinking breath met my face as he trailed a finger down my neck and across my collarbone. I shut my eyes tightly. I was all I could do not to throw up. His other hand trailed the sharp end of the knife and to stick it in my already bleeding wound. I screamed out of breath and begged but he seemed to be enjoying my pleas.

He was about to twist and I knew I was going to pass out this time but before he could twist it, his weight was lifted off of me. Black dots filled my vision but I refused to give in. My rescuer was none other than Seth who looked angry as hell and he was plummeting blows into my assaulters face.

I tried to move and sit up but the pain that shot through me had me crying in agony. Seth's eyes snapped to me and he was by my side in an instance. My assaulter was lying unconscious on the floor.

“Dont move." He commanded and he disappeared into the kitchen. He came back in a flash and he was beside me with a first aid kit. His jaw ticked as he sat on his knees beside me. He pulled a pocket knife out of his pocket and I flinched on instinct. He didnt mind though and nodded his head at me in reassurance.

“Relax." His sharp reassuring orbs regarded me for a second before he was tearing the side of my leggings as careful and respectful as possible. When my wound came into view he narrowed his eyes but for only a second and he was back to looking at it.

"I'm going to clean it now. Is that okay?" He asked with honesty and I could tell he didn't want to do anything that I was uncomfortable with. I nodded and hissed. It was like my whole body was connected to my hip.

“Stay still." He poured the antiseptic solution and I bit down on my tongue hard that I drew blood. I hissed and warm tears poured from my eyes. He cleaned the blood with cotton and stitched it together with superglue before patching it up. "That is just to keep you from bleeding out we need to get you to a hospital" He added.

"No!" I said almost too fast and he gave me a puzzled look.

"I will go later." I corrected quickly, I didnt want to Wesley to know of this and going to the hospital could have him know what happened. If he was involved with some bad guys I didn't want to be in the middle of it. He didn't pry harder but I knew he didnt like any of it. He straightened to his feet and helped me up till I was lying on the coach on my good side. He took his phone out and I froze.

“Please don't tell Wesley." I begged him with my eyes pleading with him. His jaw ticked but he nodded stiffly.

“Till tomorrow then I'm telling him. I cant keep this from my boss."