Saving Calen

12.

Huge massive trigger warning.
Tw: SA
I will make this whole chapter that so you don't miss any plot. It'll be a shorter one but this way those of you who don't want to read it can just skip the whole chapter.

Here we go

Aylah's POV

We sit in the theater and my heart about leaps out of my chest.

Calen told me to never be alone with him.

And here I am.

Alone.

We watch some boring action movie as I sit next to him completely rigid.

The movie is about halfway over when I start to relax. Maybe he won't do anything after all.

Just as I think that, his hand slides up my thigh. I start to panic and close my legs tight, as I'm only wearing a dress and underwear.

He freezes, anger radiating off of him.

All the sudden, he forces his hand onto my vagina and cups it roughly. I jump at the sudden impact.

"This," he says roughly, "is mine."

His mouth is on mine before I have time to react. I push his shoulders off as I try to scream for help. I get the first syllable of Calen's name out before he clamps a hand over my face.

"Go for it, scream for help. He'll come in here and probably attack me. Then I'll skin him alive and make you wear it."

Tears stream down my face as my breathing comes in too short spurts as he rips my underwear to the side and slides me down onto the floor.

He pulls my dress down so that my breasts are exposed.

Then something happens.

I feel like I'm floating above my body as I watch it get defiled.

I watch him pull his pants down and scoot closer. With one foul thrust, he takes my virginity and innocence.

He changes me forever.

I watch as my head lulls to the side, my eyes lifeless.

The pain is intense and unforgiving.

I will myself to go somewhere else. Anywhere.

All the sudden, I'm with Calen. He's smiling that devilish smile and laughing at something I said. I cherish this moment, if only for a second.

I'm snapped back into reality by Dorian grabbing my neck.

He lowers his head.

"You're mine, Aylah. I want to hear you fucking say it."

"Fuck you." I whisper back, looking him dead in the eye.

My head whips to the side as he slams his fist into my jaw.

"I'm sorry, I must have misheard you."

Tears stream endlessly down my face as I sob.

"I'm yours."

A smile crosses his face as he finishes.

I lay there as he stands and cleans himself up.

"Get up." He demands. I stand and smooth my dress out, pulling the tattered remains of my underwear up with me.

"Sit."

I sit next to him, holding his hand, for the rest of the movie.

My mind is completely blank except for one singular thought:

I will murder Dorian Galantes.

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