The Bad Boy Next Door

24: Silent Tears

   I was walking down the sidewalk to the alley where I was attacked by Beckett.

   I turned down the alley and saw him standing there. A single tear made its way down my face knowing I had lost. There was no more running.

   I stood in front of him and he pulled a gun from behind him and pressed it to my side. He turned me around and began pushing me forward. I walked next to him down the street at a fast pace. We walked to a car when someone called my name.

   "Clarity?" I heard.

   I turned and looked, my eyes met with Adams. Another tear fell and I gave him a pleading look before I was shoved in the car. I could see Adam running towards the car before we sped away. He fell on his knees and yelled my name. Another tear fell from my eye.

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   I was shoved into a small bedroom with a bathroom attached. I sat on the bed and pulled my knees to my chest.

   I let out a sob and tried to hold in another but failed. It continued to rain outside. There was a loud bang of thunder and I squealed and curled in a ball letting more tears stream down my face.

   "Stop fucking crying." Logan yelled after barging into the room.

   I tried to hold back my tears as much as I could. He walked up to me and grabbed my chin forcing me to look in his eyes.

   "I didn't want to have to do this, but you left me. I loved you and you left me!" He yelled in his face.

   "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I said trying not to cry. I wasn't really sorry I just didn't want him to hurt me.

   "I know you are. We won't do anything now but I'll be back in a little while for some fun." He said and kissed my lips forcefully.

   When he pulled back he smirked then left locking the door. tears spilled from my eyes and I curled in a ball. I continued to sob for hours. Eventually I ran out of tears and just layed there. My eyes closed slowly then everything was black.

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   I woke up when my body was roughly shaken. My eyes shot open to see Logan strattling my waist as he held my hands above my head as his other hand traveled across my stomach and thighs.

   "Please Logan, please don't do this. I'm begging you please no." I begged him while tears sprung to my eyes.

    "You used to love it when I did this." He said touching a sensitive spot on the inside of my pelvis. Goose bums rose on my skin. "Still do?" He asked.

   "Get off me, please. I just want to be left alone." I said.

   "I never wanted you to leave, but you did anyway. Same sweet spot?" He asked beginning to suck the sweet spot on my neck. I didn't want this but my body reacted like it would to anyone else. I swallowed hard and chocked back a moan.

   "GET OFF!" I yelled beginning to thrash beneath him. He slapped me and got me under control before taking his free hand and sliding it towards the top of my jeans. "No, no, no. Please no." I cried.

   "I've waited for you. You used to love my touch. Every little touch would drive you crazy. I know you still crave my touch. I know you do." He said to me slipping his hand down past the waistband of my jeans.

   His fingers played with the hem of my underwear and I sobbed. "Please, I-I'll do anything. Please don't." I whispered.

   "Just relax, enjoy yourself." He responded slipping his hand into my underwear. He began to rub me and I sobbed harder. He pushed a finger in me and I froze. "You did want me. You've always had a knack for my fingers." He said as I sat there.

   I know you're probably thinking why didn't I fight back, or why I just layed there. But think about this, what would you do in a situation like this.  He's bigger and stronger then me, he has me pinned under him, I don't know where I am, the door is locked, and he has a gun.

   He continued to finger me and I just cried. I felt used and disgusting.

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   He left me in bed under the covers as he zipped up his pants. I was shaking, not because I was cold but because I was in shock.

   He forced himself upon me, and I couldn't do anything to fight back. I tried to squirm out of his grip but he held me down. I curled into a ball and stared at the gun he had set down momentarily. I thought about grabbing it and I started to shift but he grabbed it.

   I was sore. It hurt to move. When he left I slowly put my clothes back on trying to avoid any major pain. After pulling my sweatshirt over my head I heard a tapping at the window.

   I wobbled over and opened the curtians and saw Adam. Tears imidiatly sprung to my eyes as I looked for a way to get the window open but there was no lock on the window. It had been boarded shut. I cried harder banging on the glass slightly. I placed my hands on the window and he placed his hands on mine. He started to point behind me but I didn't understand until I was yanked back by my hair.

   "Get away from there!" He yelled. "He's dead." Logan said to me grabbing me by the throat and slamming me against the wall.

   "Please.....let.....go." I chocked out.

   "Tell me you love me, say it or I kill you." He said tightening his hand around my throat.

   "I-I.....love.....y-you." I said and he let me go. I fell to the floor gasping.

   "I love you too babe. But he sould have come here, and now he has to die. He's just as stupid as Alex." Logan spoke. He kissed my forhead before he stood up leaving the room again, locking the door.

   Then the window shattered. Adam looked at me and crawled through the window picking me up off the floor and standing me up.

   "Babe, I'm so sorry I couldn't come sooner. Let's go." He said.

   Adam helped me out the window then climbed out after me. We began to swiftly walk away from the small house until we heard a yell.

   "If you leave her here then I'll let you go alive." Logan spoke.

   I looked at Adam, "Go." I whispered.

   "No, I-I won't leave you. I-I can't. I love you too much, I can't loose you." He said back. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at Logan.

   Two loud gunshots rang out and Logan fell to the ground before Adam and I looked at each othere. Both of out eyes widened...
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I just wanted to let all of you know that rape is something I am a hundred percent against. I hate it, and I hate when jokes are made about it. I know people say it's the girls fault, or why didn't she fight back, but put yourself in there position. Would you be able to fight back and win against someone who was twice your size and had a possible weapon. probably not. I love you all, bye bye ❤❤