Fall ❥ George Shelley |Discontinued|

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CHAPTER EIGHT

I try and try but nothing seems to work. My mouth is trapped and I'm not able to let out a scream for help. I continue feeling dragged and dragged. I don't bother keeping my eyes open; I don't want to know where I going. I hear a click but I still don't bother in opening my eyes. I feel the temperature drop. Considering it's a hotel I've gathered we've entered a room, but what is he going to do. He could simply kill me and lock me in and no one would know until someone is sent to for room service.

I stay caution when I finally decide to open my eyes. The room is dark and lifeless. What is going to happen? I suddenly feel weightless as my feet is lifted off the ground, forcing me to shut my eyes again. I suddenly have a suspicion. I'm thrown, not very softly, onto the bed.

My mouth is realised and I let out a scream. I feel wet kisses trailing onto my neck and collarbone. I feel him falter around with my dress, trying to take it off. I know exactly what he's trying to do.

"Stop! Stop! Ryan! Stop!" I say. I feel him suck hard on the tender skin of my neck. I try hard to push him off but somehow it makes it easier for him to take off my dress. It's completely off now even as I try even more hard to pry him off.

I am able to disconnect him from me for about a second. During this time he falters with his belt to take it off. Once he's got it off he continues to mess with my knickers. I am yelling now, trying desperately to call for help or at least get him off of me.

* Two minutes later *

I'm crying now. What else can I do now that's it is over? I couldn't stop it from happening, no matter what I've tried. I'm completely disappointed in myself. I just want to curl up and die; that's what I deserve to do after all of this. I'm disgusting.

"Put your clothes on, bitch," Ryan demands. I do as he says as I don't want any more trouble. What else can he do to me now? I'm going to be permanently scarred.

Just as I put my comforting clothes on, I feel a little more settled. For just a second after frantically putting my clothes on, I don't cry. I just feel a little... numb? Then suddenly, something engulfs me. I can't tell what it is exactly, but it overwhelms me into tears. I can't take it and I'm sobbing.

I was too stupid to leave Ryan before and now it's too late. I'm permanently scarred and I can never do anything about it. I'm completely ruined.

Even through my teary sobs I can hear the door open. I'm glad he's gone. That's the only thing I can be glad about right now. I don't ever want to see him in my entire life ever again and this time I'm completely serious.

I let my hands and part of my dress get soaked in salty tears. I don't want to do anything else. I don't think I can do anything else. Everything right now just hurts.

I suddenly feel warmth surround me to only realise someone is holding me. I don't expect anyone to do this. Who can it be? I'm just hoping it's not Ryan of all people. I make myself stop crying for a minute just to see who it is.

George. Out of everyone he is here to help and comfort me. Why? I'm disgusting. I want to ask why but I can't muster the strength. Instead I wrap my arms around him and just embrace him. I need someone. George holds me tighter and we just stay like this, hugging on the floor as I continue to sob into his shoulder. I wonder if he minds considering I bet I'm ruining his blazer for him like I ruin a lot of other things.

We stay like this for a God knows how long. Whilst we are embraced in each other's arms I think I hear him say "I won't let another guy hurt you ever again. I'm sorry I couldn't help you. I should've known. It's all my fault." I still don't have strength to speak, let alone explain to him that all of this is entirely my fault and never was any of his. How could it have been his fault? He's done nothing to ever hurt me in any way, especially not like Ryan does/did.