Never Again: Chapter 18
Rose's POV
"Help me clean this," I said to Niall, motioning to the kitchen water mess.
"Okay princess," Niall smile and went to get some towels from the closet. He handed me one and we began to clean up the water mess. "Thank you for coming back," he almost whispered.
I stopped cleaning and looked at him. He should know that I would never leave him, I just like my space.
"I just needed my space," I said, my voice sounding strong, but I wasn't.
"I understand," Niall's eyes flashed deep blue, then back to his normal ice blue color. We finished cleaning and say across from each other on the floor. I knew I loved him, there wasn't denying that. I loved him so much. So many feelings.
"I need to take a walk," I said, standing on my feet and going to the door. "Niall, please don't follow me," I said with sad eyes when I saw him get up to follow me. I went and pecked his lips, "I'll be back I promise." I smiled when I saw his eyes glow purple. "Love you,"
"Love you too babe," Niall said as I walked out the door. It was a chilly morning, but nothing like the weather we were having the past week. I hugged my sweatshirt against my body and pulled against my yoga pants so the wouldn't get dirty.
I kept walking until I found a nice tree that had a rock under it to sit on. I sat on the rock and hummed my favorite song. I closed my eyes and felt the sun against my skin.
"Oh Rose, I thought you were smarter than this," a male voice snickered from behind me. I jumped up, to face him. He was already inches from my face. "Being out all alone, with no protection. Tsk tsk." The man in front of me smirked. I took a step back, but he took two forward.
"Stay away," I whimpered. Fear washing over every part of me. Dammit I should've brought Niall with me. Fuck fuck fuck, I thought.
"I can't do that, Rose," he growled and knocked me to the ground, pushing every breath from my body. I gasped as he put his knee in my rib, crushing my internal organs. "You're so pretty, I might regret doing this," he spit and punched my face, under my eye. I felt a sting, then everything getting hazy.
"Stop," I choked and he laughed.
"You're wearing too much clothes," he smirked and pulled my sweatshirt over my head, leaving me only in my bra. "Black looks nice on you," he said again, admiring my bra and chest. I squirmed as his hands became like daggers. His wolf began to emerge and I couldn't look away from his fierce black eyes.
"Please don't do this," I begged. He came down to my ear and his words made me shudder.
"It's already done," his claws slid across my stomach, raking against it, causing it to bleed in four lines. I screamed in agony but he covered my mouth with his free hand. He traced a pattern against my chest, drawing blood. I tried to scream again but he kept his hand in place.
The tears stung my eyes and I began to feel woozy, most likely from lack of blood.
"Take this as a warning sweet heart," he said again. "Bye Rose, I had a good time today." He removed his knee from my stomach and punched me in the gut, then kicked me in the side. "Bye now," he laughed and walked away.
I crying in the fetal position for what seemed like forever. More and more blood escaping from my body. I couldn't feel my toes, and my faces began to swollen. I was giving up, it wasn't worth it. So i let go.
