Hot Head; A Warren Peace Love Story

Chapter 4

(Yes I'm just going to put in random photos because why not?)

Rose
Damn it, I hoped Layla didn't notice any of that. I quickly got into the car and she began to drive me home. She pulled up to my house and I faced her.

"Thank you so much! I had fun" I said cheerfully.

"So did I! See you at school!" She waved and I stepped up to my house. I just realized I didn't go on that 'beer run' I was supposed to be doing. I'm going to get it tonight.

I sucked in a breath and walked in the door. I set down my bag to be met with a fist.

"Where's the damn beer, mutt?" He slurred. I nervously stuttered "T-They we're closed." I lied. He narrowed his eyes at me then grabbed me by my hair, dragging me downstairs to the basement.

"I was just waiting to use this on you." He said happily. I kicked out trying to get away from him. He chained me to the floor. I was sobbing, "please don't do this." I plead.

I heard him chuckle then unravel something. The metal of whatever it was scraped against the floor. I braced myself for the hit. Then in slow motion I could hear it-- a whip.

It slammed down on my back and I screamed out. The metal tips dug into my flesh then ripped it open. Two, three, four... I began loosing count. I estimate around 15 is when he stopped.

"Shift. Now." He sneered. I moved the chains slightly, sending tremors of pain up my arms. I had pulled on them so much they're rubbed raw. I took a deep breath and shifted into my lion form. He unchained my paws, I was too weak to stand. He kicked me over on my side and I huffed out a pain filled breath.

He began to bind my paws to each other. My tail flicked then he wrapped a huge chain around my mouth and tied it back.

"Such a tough kitty cat" he laughed and then turned to get a piece of metal. It was a branding iron. I struggled as much as I could to get out of the bindings but I was weak and they were tied too tight.

"I had it specially made for you, freak." Then he jabbed it down on my side. I let out a massive roar in pain. I began to loose consciousness. Everything went black.

Days pass
I don't know how many days I've been down here, bound and starved. I struggled against my restraints again. My step father came clumping down the stairs. "Be quiet freak."

I growled lowly at him. He grabbed a cattle prod. I tried to scoot away from him but he jabbed it into my ribs. My body tensed with the amount of electricity flowing through me. He paused then did it again.

Then there was a knock at the door. He scoffed, "this isn't over." He walked up the stairs and I sat whining in pain. My ear flicked and I heard a scuffle upstairs and then a loud thump.

Someone came rocketing down the steps, well it sounded as if there was more than one. My back was turned to the stairs but I could hear them fine. Someone immediately ran to me, Warren. His euphoric scent filled my nose. I hummed slightly then winced in pain.

"Oh Rose, my Rose" he whispered to himself. Then several other people came into view. Will's parents and Layla and of course Will. My eyes flicked down to Warren, who he was silently crying.

I shuffled my paws, the commander stepped forward and ripped the restraints off my front and back paws. He gently tried to take the chain off my mouth. My usually tan fur was stained red. I tried to stand but I fell back down.

"Can you shift back?" Warren asked me. I wedged my way into his mind, because we were mates we have a bond.

"I don't know if I'll be decent.." I trailed on in his mind. He nodded then asked everyone to leave so I could shift back.

I painfully shifted back and then you could really see the damage that was caused.

My back was torn up, unrecognizable. My hair was matted with blood. I had multiple black bruises. My ribs sticked out in odd places and you could see where he stuck the cattle prod, for my once blue veins were now black.

Warren stood up and took off his jacket and shirt. If I wasn't in so much pain I'd admire him. He helped me put his long shirt on and then his jacket. He bent down to pick me up, bridal style.

I groaned in pain as he touched my back.

"Shhh. I know I'm sorry." He said as he was walking up the steps. "Where's your room?" He glanced down at me.

"The first room on the right" I muttered. He made his way to my room after pushing through the crowd that was waiting for me.

Once we got into my room he shut the door with his foot and set me down on my bed.

"I-I don't know what it was but I felt like something was wrong. I couldn't help it. It's like I could feel that you were in pain and I didn't know what to do." He blabbered on.

"Warren--it's okay" I said cutting him off.

"You need some clothes then we're going to the hospital" he said sternly. I nodded and pointed to my  chest where my clothes were.

"Second drawer is bra and such. Third grab me a t-shirt and shorts" I said painfully. He nodded then grabbed them. He helped me get all my clothes on and yes, it was completely non-sexual. Not once did his hands or eyes wonder.

He pulled his jacket over me and picked me up again. I suppose the jolting of my body ripped my forming scabs open on my back. I screamed out as they ripped.

I heard everyone running to my room, Warren was too scared to move. I remember looking up at him then everything went black.

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Three days until Christmas guys!! I hope you like this update! ❤️