"GERMANY" - Charming's new mechanic

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Y/n was tired and her body ached from the position she was in. Every now and then she felt rough hands on the thighs traveling up her dress almost reaching her underwear before they pulled back everytime. By the 5th or 6th time her body felt numb, always fearing that more is going to happen, but it didn't. When a door opened she heard heavy steps approaching her and a hand grabbed her chin. „What a shame, you fucked the puerto rican." the voice of the man in the car infront of her said, disgust filling every single word. „What a waste of good genes." he continued, spitting at her cheek to underline what he just said. Y/n's body tensed as the spit hit her face. The man pulled off the fabric over her eyes and she saw two bald men kneeling in front of her. „Whore!" the other man slapped her across the face. Her cheek started burning as his hand left. „Fuck you!" she hissed looking at them from the corner of her eye. Receiving a harder slap on the same cheek again in return. Y/n let her head hang, trying to recover from the pain, when once again her head was lifted by her chin. „You better behave!" he threatened her, placing his other hand on her belly. „Otherwise..." he slowly pushed his fist into it causing her to scream in pain. „Stop!" she cried and begged. He let go of her as she held her breath. The baby kicked her, telling her it was still ok, so she breathed out. The guy with the gun stood up straight and before she realized he kicked her in the side, another scream erupted from her. He hit her ribs and definitely cracked some as she felt a sharp pain every time she breathed now. A third man appeared in the door frame asking for the man who spit in her face to come with him. So she was left alone with the one who just kicked her. He took the handle of the gun and hit her in the face with it, causing her skin on her cheekbone to split open and bleed. „That's what a traitor whore like you deserve." he explained his actions, as she didn't lift her head, almost unconscious and the blood dripping down on the fabric of her dress.
Suddenly she heard muffled gunshots , many of them and they're getting louder. The man with the gun standing by the door to look whats happening. As he heard his accomplice scream „SAMCRO!" he ran to y/n hitting the handle into her belly hardly, before another much louder gunshot rang out and he hit the ground next to her. She was to weak and in to much pain to lift her head, eventually becoming unconscious.

Juice held his gun at gunpoint, seeing the bald man drop dead next to y/n, who was totally beat up and not moving. He quickly went to her side cutting her hands off the beam behind her, her limp body fell into his arms. „Help!" he screamed as load as he could, tears running down his face as he tried to wake y/n up. When he saw a puddle of blood forming under her he really started to panic. „Jax!" he screamed even louder. Jax appeared just a second later and both looked at each other in horror. „Let's get her out off here!" he ran to Juice helping to lift and carry her limp body.