A Love Lost

Ana

Sebastian had scared the shit out of me. Last night I had nightmares. The worst ones in a month. My father, his coworkers, and Sebastian all were using me. I was their doll. It was so vivid. It felt real. It was like I was back in my father's office four years ago. I relived the worst day of my life. The day that ruined my career and the first day I became an object for the old men of my father's company to play with.

It scared me to see Sebastian when I woke up. I thought I was still dreaming. As he got closer and closer to me, the fear rose higher and higher.

The morning after, I was covered in evidence. My throat hurt. I must have squeezed it. I could feel pain radiate down the left side of my body.

I fixed myself a smoothie after Sebastian left me alone. I was ready to be in his arms. In Gabriel's arms. When I was in his arms, I felt safe. He had seen me thrashing our first night together. I scared him so much.

It was noon when we docked. I unloaded my stuff and called him. The phone rang and rang. No answer. I tried him again. This time I decided to leave a message.

"I'm in Almeria. At the docks. Where are you?"

Sebastian went off into the city center. I didn't want to leave the docks in case Gabriel showed up.

Ten minutes turned into twenty, turned into forty, turned into two hours. Where was he? The lack of sleep from the night before caught up to me. There was a park near the docks. I found a bench and curled up. Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

I don't know how long I was asleep. I felt a hand travel from the side of my face down the side of my body. When I opened my eyes I didn't see anyone, just the sun halfway in the sky. It must have been almost three or four in the afternoon. I sat up and stretched my arms out. One of them hit a hard yet soft surface. It was a chest. I looked to see who I had hit. Was it Gabriel?

Run! My mind yelled at me. It was one of the guys from the first party I went to.

"What are you doing here?" he asked in a semi-seductive voice.

"Leaving." I stood and started to walk off before he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. My back hit his chest. One arm wrapped around my upper abdomen while the other wrapped around my pelvis, restraining me against him. His hand moved from my hip bone and traveled south. Because of how he held me, I couldn't stop him. I turned my head away from him.

"I have you all to myself. No one cares who you are here. You are all alone. Not even your step-brother can save you. You are at my mercy." he said as walked us away from the bench. He led us to a black SUV.

His hand on my upper chest tightened while the one that was now making its way into my shorts, dipped into the hemline of my underwear. As we drew closer to the SUV, two men covered in tattoos exited the vehicle. One opened the door while the other one slid into the backseat where I was going to put.

He removed his hand from my shorts, spun me around and sat me on the back seat. Before he closed the door I could see him, Gabriel, and Nicholas exiting a Ferrari.

"Gabriel! Nic..!" I shouted, unable to finish Nicholas' name before the door closed on me and the man behind me pulled me to him. He held my hands in one hand. With the other, he began to take my clothes off.

"I am going to make you mine. No one will dare to come near you ever again," he whispered in my ear.

I hadn't even been in the car for two minutes and he had removed my top, my bra, and my shorts. I was completely naked with a stranger.

He turned me around, releasing my hands for a moment to remove his pants, and sat me on him. Where were they? The guy lowered me and I felt him, bare and large, enter me. My back was to him and he pressed me against him. His left hand was on my breasts and his right hand held my torso tightly. He was hard. It was painful. I wanted to cry, but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction that he hurt me.

"You litttle slut." he whispered in my ear before pressing his lips to my neck and sucking on the dip between my neck and shoulder.

It felt like eternity. He kept going. Over and over again. I heard grunts and the sound of fighting outside. All of a sudden it stopped and the door opened. Standing there, seeing this psycho tear me apart with a black eye and a cut lip, was Gabriel. His jaw dropped. The psycho who was destroying me turned to have us face him. I couldn't look at Gabriel. I was so ashamed. I turned my head to hide my face.

"I'm about to come. Hard. All because of you." he whispered, loud enough for Gabriel to hear. As he finished talking, I felt him fill me. I wish I could stop him. I didn't want this.

When he was done, he removed me from his lap and bent me over, my head resting on the front, center, console. I felt a sting as his hand slapped the bare skin on my behind. Three times he hit me. Then, he wasn't there.

"Get out of my sight before I make sure you never see the light of day!" Gabriel threatened the creep. I heard the sound of fabric against skin and fast retreating footsteps.

Then there was a person behind me and I heard the door close. Gabriel put his hand on my shoulder. I jerked and curled up in a ball on the other side of the back seat. I wished I was invisible. I heard him remove his shirt. He placed it over my head. Wanting to hide my body, I lifted my arms momentarily so he could get the shirt completely over my body.

"Ana." he spoke softly so as to not scare me. "I am so sorry."

"How can you talk to me? How can you sit here with me?" I wanted him there, but I didn't want him to see me like this.

"Please, Ana. Turn around."

I complied.