The Good Boy and The Bitch

Two Hurts Way Worse Than One

I thrashed against the ties on my arm as Alex raised his arm punching Dean in the side of the face again making his head snap back. I saw his eyes roll back slightly and a screamed pierced the air, it took me a moment to realize it was from my mouth.

“Stop!” I screamed yanking at the rope causing red marks.

I was currently tied to a chair both hands tied on the arms of the chair and both legs tied to the legs of it making it impossible for me to move. A chair was placed a few feet in front of me and Dean was placed in it tied the same way. Alex had decided he wanted to show me how powerful he was by beating the shit out of Dean.

I had done everything to try and get him to stop. For the last ten minutes I have been begging him to stop beating him. It seemed like he only hit him harder as I called for him to quit.

I took a deep breath not knowing what else to do. I looked around seeing only one other guy standing there his face was blank from any emotion as he watched his boss repeatedly hit a defenseless man.

I flinched as Alex kicked Dean in the stomach making his chair fall to the ground and Dean groaning in pain. From the fall of from the senseless beating I don’t know. Alex grabbed the Dean by the shoulders jerking him from the floor and dropping him again before his chair was on four legs again.

“Stop!” I screamed again anger laced in my voice, “This doesn’t make you look strong it makes you look pathetic and weak!”

Alex’s head snapped towards me glaring at what I just said. My breath was ragged from the amount of anger I felt towards the man. He crossed the room in a few strides placing his face in front of mine. His breath blew in my face making me want to gag, but I held a firm face not letting him alarm me.

“What did you say?” he asked. Spit from his mouth flew towards me sprinkling my face making a look of disgust cross it.

“You beating a man who cannot defend himself is pathetic,” I spat at him keeping eye contact letting him I knew every word.

The back of his hand connected with my face making my lip start bleeding again. I bit the inside of my cheek trying to keep the scream inside me. I glared at him feeling revulsion towards him, “You slapped me because you know it’s the truth.”

He pulled his hand back his fist connecting with the side of my face right over my cheekbone making my head jerk to the side. A scream passed my lips before I could contain it making Dean thrash in his chair.

“Come on Alex you want to beat the hell out of me remember!” he screamed making me look at him.

Blood dripped from his nose and ran all the way down his neck. Bruises covered his face and his eyebrow had a large gash running up to his hairline. I swallowed feeling fear build in my chest again. After seeing him my anger increased making me glare at Alex again.

“No continue beating the girl you have tied to a chair. Does it make you feel like more of a man?” I sneered making his hands clench into a fist.

His hand reached out grabbing me by the hair gripping it painfully. I bit into my lips trying to hold in my screams no wanting Dean to start talking again. He brought his face so close to mine I could see how his pupils dilated the closer my face got to his.

“Before this is over I’m going to rape you in front of him then slit his throat making you watch as he bleeds to death before your very eyes.”

There was a bang downstairs and I heard footsteps running on the stairs followed by several gunshots. Alex’s head shot up his grip on my hair tightened making me scream not being able to prepare for the pain. I heard more footsteps and a voice, “I heard a scream in here!”