𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 & 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 13: ᴘᴀᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ

TW:
Violence.
Physical Assault.
Attempted Rape.
Gore.
Harassment.

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!

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A quiet, but firm knock made the commotion in my office pause. The group of men that were once hovering over me, all froze. The one who initially was holding me down by my neck dropped his entire body weight on top of me, earning a low grunt from me. He brought his free hand around, lifted my chin off my desk and wrapped his filthy palm over my mouth. The silence was almost deafening. Another knock came and was met with even more silence. I tilted my head in such a way so that I could see the door.

The man that was literally laying on me did nothing to stop me, all he did was tighten his grip on my mouth, digging his nails into my cheeks. I winced, which only caused me more pain. His palm was pressing down on my already broken nose and was closing my mouth. I couldn't breathe. I stared at the door, hoping, praying, that whoever it was would just barge in. However, they probably wouldn't, everyone knows that they are supposed to wait for their superior to acknowledge their presence before opening the door to their office. 'Fuck, please just come in whoever it is! Shit if it's you Simon, I won't even be mad.'

I was getting desperate now. As time went by, I started to anticipate my door being opened. A soft posh voice rung out from the other side of my door and my eyes shot wide open. "Morning Ms. Sweet-cheeks, I heard you got here early. I guess you're not here. Did you fall asleep again ma'am?" I listened as he chuckled to himself. "Well, I guess I should head back. Oh, hey Soap! Wait up, I'm coming with you. She isn't in her office." My stomach dropped and I went into full panic mode. I tried to shuffle around, to make any noise, but I couldn't.

'NO, NO COME BACK, GAZ PLEASE. DON'T LEAVE!' I shouted in my mind, over and over again. Tears started to pour out of my eyes as I felt more than just helpless. I listened to the sound of both Gaz and Soap's boots fade down the hall, and then they were gone. I was alone again. Helpless again. No one's coming to save me. I was ripped back to a conscience state when one of the guys tiptoed towards my door. He cracked it open, looked both ways and shut it.

He locked it and turned towards me and the other men. A gross smile started to form on his face, and he looked more than happy. He looked overjoyed. Shivers ran down my spine and I began to choke on my tears. I was terrified. I closed my eyes and started to pray. I heard boots make their way towards my desk and every part of my body went stiff.

They stopped right in front of my desk. I felt someone looming over me, but I refused to open my eyes. An evil and loud cackle erupted from the man in front of me. "You really thought you were going to get saved didn't you. HAHAHA, you're just one unlucky bitch." I felt the hand that had a been gripping my face with a bruising force, slowly let go. I opened my eyes, and I took in large, labored breaths from my mouth as I had been suffocating this entire time. A hooked finger was placed under my chin, making me look up.

"Stop fighting us and show your true self, kitty." I scrunched my face at the pet name he gave me and was met with a wall of pain, and I dropped the muscles in my face to ease it. I heard him scoff as he dropped my chin, and I used as much strength that I could to keep myself from dropping my head onto my desk. "She still seem like she's got some fight in her?" The man on top me of asked. I listened to the sound of the man who was once in front of my shuffle around my desk.

All three of them were now behind me. "Nah, she seems to have given up." I felt the man on top of me lift himself off me completely, keeping a tight hold on the back of my neck. I felt hands caress my waist, trying to find my belt buckle. I panicked and began to squirm. I got another energy burst and started kicking at whatever limbs that were unfortunate enough to be close by. "FUCK." One of the men yelled.