In The End: A Jemily Fanfiction

Nine

Emily peeked her head over the couch and saw Josh tumbling around in the kitchen, holding his almost empty bottle of beer.

What the hell, Josh is back already?

He was slurring his words as he tried to speak.

And he's drunk, of course.

He came over to the living room where Emily was and found her laying on the couch. She didn't dare to look him in the eye, it would make her uncomfortable.

"There you are babe!" He leaned over and placed a sloppy kiss on her forehead.

In disgust, she wiped off his saliva on her forehead and cringed at how disgusting it was.

"And damn, don't you look sexy in that robe?" He chuckled, taking the last sip of his beer.

"Um, I'm gonna go to the store," she tried getting up, but he kept her down.

"You're not going anywhere," Josh said, smirking.

Emily knew where this was going. He was about to seduce her and she wouldn't be able to get away. He started off by unbottoning his shirt.

"Josh, don't," she stopped him while he was in the middle of untying her robe.

"Oh, I see. You don't want to do it here. Well, I'll just take you to the bedroom then," he smiled, picking her up, and walking towards her bedroom.

"No Josh, that's not what I meant!" She kept hitting him, hoping he'll get the signal to put her down.

"Fussy, aren't you Emily?"

"Please stop."

"No can do," he placed her down on the bed and pulled handcuffs out of his backpocket.

"What are you doing with those?"

"Just so you can't get away," he winked as he cuffed her to the bed post.

"Josh, let me go!"

He chuckled, "Emily, I know you want this."

"No I don't. Josh, you're drunk, you don't know what you're doing!"

"Can't I just make love to my soon-to-be wife?"

"Even if we were the last two people on earth, I would never marry you, ever," she laughed.

He glared at her with evil in his eyes, "Play nice, or I'll have to break out the whip."

Her eyes widened, "What? Where are you getting all of these?"

"I know some people. Now let's get started."

Emily kicked at him as he tried to lean into her, "Get away from me!"

"That's it, I'm getting the whip."

"No Josh, please don't, I'm sorry."

"Too late, Princess. I'll be right back," he left the room.

Tears were brought to Emily's eyes. When will this night end? A few minutes later, he came back with the whip tight in his hand. The thing that was monstrous was how much Josh loved to see Emily cry. He also loved seeing her in pain. Ever since the first time he hit her, he didn't want to stop. It felt good to him, it was like a drug and he was addicted. He never wanted her because of her personality and what not, he only wanted her for her body.

Josh took off her robe, "Turn around."

"No," she spat.

"Emily, turn around," he firmly ordered.

Before things could get any worse, she finally obeyed him and turned herself around which had her lying on her stomach. This time, he leaned in again but Emily still kicked at him to get away from her. She only thought he had the whip to scare her and to let him do his business with her, not to hit her. The fact that Emily won't even let him go near her made him beyond angry. Slowly, he raised the whip in his hand and lashed her back, leaving a bright, red cut that will soon turn into a scar. He did this repeatedly and listened to her scream in agony. She never thought he would go this far. Of course he loved it, so he kept doing it until he felt that he was done.

"I warned you, Emily," he threw the whip on the ground, dressed himself, and left her there, handcuffed to the bed post.

Seconds later, she heard the door slam shut. She didn't think that he'll ever stop, but luckily, he did. If he kept going, he probably would've killed her. Her back was bleeding from every place that he hit. She spent her whole night suffering, crying, and shivering from the breeze that blew from her window. Emily was stuck handcuffed to her bed and as time passed, her wrists started hurting. She really wanted to call JJ for help, but her phone was all the way in the living room and there was no way she could go get it.

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It was late the next morning and Emily was missing work. All of a sudden, she heard a knock on her door. There was a muffled sound of a woman's voice coming through the house.

That sounds like JJ!

Emily was excited that JJ was here to get her. She felt more at ease than frightened.

"Come in, JJ!" She screamed.

JJ allowed herself in and explored the house trying to find her friend, "Emily, where are you?"

"I'm in my bedroom, please help me!"

The blonde rushed in and saw Emily lying naked on the bed, handcuffed to the bedpost.

She gasped, "Emily, what did he do to you?!" She took a few more steps into the room and eventually saw all of the cuts on her back, "and what happened to your back?!"

Emily looked at her friend in misery.

JJ stared into her eyes, "your eyes are puffy, you've been crying. Em, please tell me what happened."

"I'll tell you what happened if you please uncuff me. He put the key on my dresser," she struggled to speak.

After JJ uncuffed Emily, she helped bring the brunette to her living room and sit on the couch.

"Now will you tell me what happened?"

She glanced at the ground, "Yesterday after you called me, Josh came over, drunk as always. He walked over to me and just started being all sexual. I tried to make an excuse to leave but he pushed me down on the couch. I told him 'don't' but he didn't get the clue, then he brought me to the bedroom and handcuffed me to the bedpost so I couldn't get away. As he tried leaning into me, I kicked him away and the second time, he took out a whip and lashed my back multiple times. After he was done, he just left me there."

"Emily, I'm so sorry," she rubbed her arm, "We need to get you to the hospital."

She flinched, looking back up at JJ, "Oh no, I don't do hospitals. You know that."

"Yes I know, but we need to take you to the hospital before those wounds get infected."

"Fine, let me get dressed."

JJ waited some time for Emily so they could leave. Seeing her friend suffer this way makes her emotional. As much as she wanted to hurt Josh for what he did, she couldn't because he's stronger and she'll be the one to end up getting hurt. She knew that if she and Emily were together, Emily would feel much happier and safe. JJ would care for her more than Josh ever did and love her unconditionally.

Soon enough, Emily was ready to go. They drove to the hospital for what almost seemed like forever. Once they parked in a parking space, JJ looked at Emily who seemed shaken up and placed a hand on hers.

"Ready?" JJ asked, fondling Emily's knuckles.

"Yeah, I just want to get this over with. I can feel the cuts on my back throbbing."

"Let's go."