Love Bites (Completed)

Chapter 34

More of a filler chapter! Sorry! The good stuff is in the next one!

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."

― Marilyn Monroe

Torrin's P.O.V

"STOP! P-PLEASE!" I sobbed digging my head father into the ground, trying my hardest to shrink away from the beast in front of me.

As last night droned on and while I was sleeping deeply a fully recovered and pissed off Mavren barged into my cell with weapons in hand. A hunting knife, a whip, and a syringe filled with a clear liquid were all in his possession and as soon as I saw them I knew I was going to hell soon.

"Each word counts for another whip my darling Torrin" He chuckled evilly, blinded by pure rage. The whip cracked and two slashes joined the many others on my back and legs. The raw flesh poured blood and soon he was just hitting the underlying tissue. John never used weapons... broken bottles and belts yeah but this...no. This was the worst beating I've ever had and trust me, that's saying something.

I clamped my mouth shut tight, trying my hardest to contain my screams as tears soaked my reddened cheeks. I was pretty sure every part of me was covered in red. I shrieked as he once again stuck the piercing needle threw my neck to make me momentarily blind so I couldn't see his next movements. This part I hated the most.

I was blind.

A hard hit against my jaw made me fly into another wall while I heard the sounds of my ribs cracking. I sobbed even harder darting my eyes left and right but seeing nothing but black. I officially hated that color. A swift kick was swung into my gut as my lungs spewed blood. I coughed trying to catch my breath but he wouldn't stop.

"YOU ROTTEN B*TCH! SO USELESS AND UNDESIRABLE I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WAS THINKING WHEN I THOUGHT YOU WERE ATTRACTIVE!" He bellowed as my sight fused back just in time to see him slice the knife across my face. A throbbing gash stretched from the top of my brow on the right to the middle of my cheek. I shrieked in misery as I clutched my scorching face. My clothes were in shreds and my breaths became quick and short. Suddenly the cell door slid open and a guard ran in with a worried expression.

"Master the Alpha pack is here! They found us!" He yelled as he dashed back up the stairs. We both went quiet listening to the sounds of wails and growls coming from the upper floors. Mavren let out a frustrated scream before glaring at me and escaping upstairs. I smiled slightly to myself as I lay on my side staring at the opened cell door.

He's here...my Crispin is finally here.

My vision became to blur from tears...but not from painful ones but happy ones. I just have to stay awake a little longer. I tried, I really did...but I couldn't.

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A loud thumping started in my chest as my eyes fluttered open then sagged back down slightly. My head throbbed...well everything throbbed.

Something was coming.

My breath hitched inside my throat as I recognized the shivers of pleasure rolling down my spine. D*mn did I miss thoughs.

"Crispin...Crispin!" I croaked, my voice coming out rough as sandpaper.

"Torrin?! Where are you?!" His voice yelled. I grinned to myself but quickly stopped due to the gash.

"Crispin-" I whispered before my voice finally gave out and I was left mute. I heard the sound of feet thumping on the ground, the vibration making my head throb even more and a wave of nausea boiling inside of my stomach. Dear God, please don't puke.