Chapter 19 - Off the grid

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*Two days ago*

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"Now lets make this fun." He smirks cruelly and rips my shirt open. I try to fight his hands off me but he lifts my hands above my head and bunches me in the stomach. "Don't even think about it! Stay still and this will be all over soon. Well after I've had my... fun." He laughs evilly but keeps one hand on my throat ready to strangle if I try anything.

I close my eyes, he is way too strong for me. I begin to sob silently, why everything always happen to me??

I cannot do this life anymore, I simply can't.

I hear the stranger unzip his jeans which makes me sick to my stomach. The crushing pain in my chest is making it hard for me to breathe but I keep focusing on Wes. Wes, his scent, those eyes, that smile-

Suddenly the pressure on me eases, the guy is not on top of me anymore. Based on the sounds around me, I realize he was tackled to the ground. "What the hell you think you are doing??! Touch her again and you're dead!!" Someone is yelling at the top of their lungs but I'm too scared to open my eyes. I try to cover my ears and crawl into a ball to hide from the world.

"Who do you think you are?" My attacker snarls dangerously.

"I'll give you one chance to leave or then it's ON!" A voice thunders full of authority and anger.

The guy hisses at him. "Fine, have her." He turns on his heels and the only sound I can hear is his receding footsteps. I'm suddenly lifted up in someone's arms and fingers caress my face. My whole body trembles from fear, is he here to finish what he stopped from happening??

"Melina, it's me, you're okay now."

I immediately open my eyes at that gentle voice and relief washes over me. My eyes prick with tears when I look at his concerned face.

"Drew." I cry out. I grab onto him with my unfortunate life and completely break down.

"Shhh. Don't worry. He is gone now." Drew keeps talking softly while gently rubbing my back to calm me down. He keeps murmuring comforting words but I simply cannot compose myself! Everything hurts, my stomach, my rib, my throat, my heart. Why? Why is it always me??

"Melina, it's starting to get dark. I know you are not okay but we need to go when there's still some daylight left. Can you walk?" I know he is right but I can't, I can't do anything. I just can't do this life anymore, I shake my head.

There's worry in Drew's voice when he continues talking. "You are hurt Melina. I need to get you to a hospital."

I shoot my eyes open in panic, I cannot go to a hospital! Always when I go there someone dies or something bad happens! I start shaking my head frantically, my eyes filled with fear. I try to fight my way out from Drew's arms. I cannot let him take me there!

"Okay, okaay, no hospital. Calm down Melina, just calm down. Listen to me. Listen!"

I stop squirming in his arms. Drew sighs. "Good. Melina, my friend's cabin is near. Is it okay if I carry you there?"

Cabin? Cabin wouldn't be that bad I guess. I nod in reply, he gently picks me up and carries me. When we eventually arrive there, I've stopped crying which is replaced with complete numbness. I just stare into space which is reflection of my state, empty, hollow.

Drew sets me down on a couch, cleans my cuts and puts lotion on my bruises. He gently takes off my ripped shirt and puts his shirt on me. I'm not making it easy on him since I just feel completely lifeless, why bother?

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