Angel's Drive Through Hell (Saved Series #1)

Chapter 38

My head hit a flat surface hard but I didn't feel any pain because the fear was overwhelming me.

I quickly sat down on the bed and hugged my own body with shallow yet heavy breathing. I could feel and hear my own blood gush as adrenaline consumed my whole body.

Kian's back was facing me and I wanted to run away but he was near the door and mixing something on a glass of water making it a little cloudy.

He must've driven far away from the club because I felt a little bit sober compared to earlier that I couldn't even move and think properly.

"Wag kang lalapit." I told him when he started to walk closer.

My body trembled even more because he didn't listen.

He chuckled. "You think you're stronger now?"

I glared at him despite the swelling tears on my eyes.

"I want to leave." I stood up but he pulled me down and started to forcefully kiss my lips.

It was harsh and painful that the tears I was stopping to escape quickly flowed down. I punched his chest and kicked him a lot of times but he was still going, even harsher I tasted my own blood.

He gripped my hands above my head as he pinned me down on the bed to kiss my neck. I couldn't move because he was also holding my legs so all I could do was to scream and cry.

He cursed in another language. "Wag kang magulo!"

He let go of my hands to slap me. The impact vibrated through my whole face but I ignored the pain and took the situation as an opportunity to run toward the door. But before I could twist the knob, he was already pulling me by my hair.

"Let me go! I'm hurting!" I held his hand that was grabbing my hair and tried to remove it but it was just getting tighter and tighter.

I cried so hard and hit him a lot of times with all my force but he was much stronger than me so he easily pinned me to the wall in a swift second.

I resisted and shut my mouth firmly  when he went for it again but he forcefully opened it by tightly pressing my jaw and putting his tongue inside my mouth.

The fear I was feeling was so intense that it was making my body weak and shaking but I didn't stop hitting his body because I was more scared of what would happen next.

His hands went under my shirt and I instantly felt disgusted with myself.

I forced myself to calm down in order to think of a way to get out of here. I let him kiss me and stopped resisting as I looked around to look for something I could use to fight him but there was nothing. He made sure that the room was free of any weapon I could use against him.

He sensed that I stopped fighting him so he loosened his grip on me but he was stupid for that because seconds later, he was already laying on the ground while holding his groin because I kicked it. As hard as I could, and I hope that he'd die because of it.

I ran toward the door and twisted the knob repeatedly with shaky hands and blurry vision but it won't budge so I started to kick it frustratedly—hoping for it to open and felt a sudden relief when it made a creaking sound but it immediately vanished when he grabbed my hair and slammed me on the wall.

The back of my head was hit so hard that my vision became more blurry and my head dizzy. My back slid down until I was already sitting on the floor weakly.

He forced my mouth open to pour something liquid on it and all that I could do was to gripped into his arm because I have no strength left.

After he poured something on my mouth, he carried my weak body to lay me down on the bed.