Hellbound MC - When Broken Hearts Collide

31. Alexis

Fear consumed my body.

I tried to scream, but his grip around my throat was so tight I couldn't manage a damn sound.

Fuck I'm going to enjoy this, he hissed in my face, before kissing the corner of my mouth and then grabbing my crotch forcefully squeezing my through my clothing until tears stung my eyes.

Moments before I was sure I'd lose consciousness from pain and lack of oxygen, he let go of my crotch, laughing; a bitter, cold sound, before walking me backwards and throwing me down on my bed, releasing his grip on my neck in the process.

I'd almost forgotten just how sadistic this man had become as I lay there, eyes wide and gasping for air. A far cry from the sweet, caring guy I'd met and fallen for. What happened to him that made him into this monster?

He climbed on top of me on the bed, straddling me and my skin crawled. The complete opposite of how it felt when Dominic touched me.

God I wished more than anything he was here right now, my knight in a worn leather cut. No armour required, he'd still saved me once before. But it seems my luck had run out in the hero department. And pathetic little victim Alexis never had been one to save herself. So this is my fate.

Tears burned my eyes and I let them fall, as a sea of helplessness washed over me.

I hope those are fucking happy tears Alexis, he snarled at me. I tried to fight him as he grabbed my wrists, but my efforts were futile. Shoving my arms above my head, he lowered himself down until his face was touching mine.

Didn't I tell you, you'd never escape me. That I'd ruin you and everything you cared about? He sneered.

I spat in his face, provoking the beast.

You bitch! He screamed before bringing his head down full force and colliding with my nose.

A crack echoed through the room, and blood trickled from my nose. The pain was excruciating.

No need to avoid that pretty little face of yours anymore Lex. Once I'm done with you, you'll go 'missing' like so many girls in this city. Not that anyone will give a fuck about you. Even your so called best friend. She was so quick to turn against you Lex. Picked a side without even knowing she did it.

What the fuck are you talking about? I asked, still confused how Charlie had anything to do with this.

Oh you didn't know? The girls better than I thought. Still a dumb slut though he laughed to himself.

It was fate Lexi, I tell ya. All the stars aligned in my favor. The universe wanted me to have my revenge. It was pure luck stumbling into that shithole of a bar your little friend worked at.

Tried to have a go at me she did. Threw a full fucking bottle of booze at me she did. Quite the firecracker. But after I got her to calm down, and explained my side of things she was surprisingly quick to jump on the Logan train. Had her bent over in the bathroom screaming my name within the hour.

He smiled a sick, self satisfied smile.

I couldn't believe the words pouring from his disgusting mouth.

Your lying... she wouldn't.

Oh but she did. Made me promise to keep us a secret, that you couldn't find out until she was ready to tell you.
How else do you think I knew where you lived, which room was yours. I've been here before Alexis. Multiple times. I've been in your room. Watched you sleep. Dreaming of this moment. I was in the shower the morning you came knocking.

My mind raced, as all the pieces started falling into place. My own best friend had betrayed me.

Ahh, now she believes he said with a grin, reading the realization on my face. But I was determined not to give him the satisfaction.

Only one problem with your theory... I replied stoicly.

He raised his eyebrow questioningly at me.

Charlie said the guy she'd met was amazing in the sack, and hung like a stallion. Couldn't be you.

The rage on his face made whatever consequence I was about to endure for my taunting worth it.

Pulling his fist back, I tried to use the one free hand it had allowed me to shield my face but it was a worthless effort. He drove his fist down directly into my face, smack into my eye.

Pain erupted from my face, and I cried out.

I was going to die today. He'd beat me to an inch of my life, and then a little more, and I'd be over. This was how it would end for me.

The tearing of my shirt stole me from my thoughts, and I looked up at the monster on top of me to see him eyeing my stomach.

I see you still wear my handiwork, he said pointing to my scarred stomach.

As though I have a choice you sick fuck, I replied, as the vision from my now very swollen eye became less and less.

A swift punch to the gut knocked the air from my lungs, as fresh pain took hold of my body.

I felt my consciousness slipping, and thanked the heavens that I wouldn't have to endure anymore suffering.

This time I'll carve my name in you, bitch, were the last words I heard, and I used everything I had left to muster up one last ear piercing scream as everything faded to black.

When I came too, I swear I'd died and gone to heaven. Standing there was my hero, madness in his eyes as he aimed a gun at my tormenter.

I tried to move, and the next thing I felt was the cold feeling of steel slicing through my skin. I screamed as a gunshot rang out, and my chest was crushed as the weight of a full grown man came crashing down onto me. I wanted to move, wanted to scream, anything, but I was frozen in shock, blood still trickling from my neck where he'd cut me.

Everything happened in a blur, the weight was gone and suddenly I was floating through the air, down the stairs. Voices sounded around me but I couldn't make out what they were saying, and next thing I was in a vehicle moving at breakneck speed.

All I could focus on was the strong protective arms holding me, the only thing convincing me that things might just be ok.

My eyes were tired, and my body increasingly heavy. I relaxed, and allowed the darkness to consume me once more.