THE GEEK'S SLUT.

Chapter 6: Victoria

That damned fucker.

His smirk widened as I grew angrier. All I wanted to do was punch that stupid smirk off his face, slowly cut off his balls and feed them to him.

How could he hit her?! As I stare at Sylvia's form sprawled on the floor, I fight harder against the idiots holding me down.

Jerk-face stepped closer, his eyes coldly drilling into mine. His hand shot out and grabbed my jaw in a tight grip. I glared openly at him but he was unfazed by the harshness of my glare.

"So, you're the chick Damien is banging now, eh?"

I was so angry I was sure steam could be seen coming from my ears.

He rolled his eyes at me as if he was not threatened at all by me. He waved off the man restraining me.

"She's harmless."

"You fucking son of a stripper's dog's in-law! How dare you?"

He raised a brow, amused at my choice of curse words.

I huffed and rushed over to Sylvia's side and tried to help her up. She seemed to be regaining consciousness as I helped her sit up.

"Vicky?" She croaked.

I smiled at her and rushed to the kitchen to get her a glass of water but I was stopped by an arm.

"Get your fucking hands off me!" I growled. He looked in Jerk-face's direction before letting me go.

I returned with a glass and made her drink. Then I struggled to carry her to one of the surviving chairs.

"Thank you, my dear. But please, get out of here. I beg you." She said, whispering the latter part.

"No, I'm not leaving you here alone." I whisper back.

"What if you get hurt?"

I threw her statement back at her and she pursed her lips.

"I'll die soon anyway but you have your whole life ahead of you, please, go."

"Not a chance."

She huffed and muttered, "Stubborn teenagers."

I smiled back at her.

"Isn't that sweet?"

My head snapped to Jerk-face and glared at him.

"Now, Vicky darling," my eyes narrowed, "I want to know all about you. Well mostly about Black but we'll get there don't worry."

I clenched my fists when he was close enough and swung it at him. The crack I was waiting for never came so I open my eyes to find my fist in his hand. I yank my fist out of his grasp but it remained stuck.

He twists my arm behind my back and pulls it, pressing my back against him. He brings his lips to my neck and nibbles on my skin.

I fight to get out of his hold but it's all futile. "Please, let me go." I whimpered, fearing the worst as his lips because ruthless and his other hand landed on my breast.

"Griffin, let her go. I'm the one you're here for." Sylvia's voice rose and I couldn't have thanked the heavens more when he stopped, even though I was still in his grasp.

"Now, what at all can I do with you? You're not exactly young anymore, sugar pie." With that he slams me against the wall and continues nibbling on my skin, from my jaw and downwards.

I kept struggling against him but he was too strong. When a sob escaped my mouth, I felt his smirk against my skin.

Sick bastard.

He pulled back and looked me on the eye. What I saw was enough to make me want to run, shrieking, away from him.

"Awww, is wittle Vicky gonna cwy?" He said with a baby voice and laughed at my expression.

I spat in his face and smirked when his smirk fell.

He wiped it off his face with a handkerchief before glaring down at me.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter. He was laughing so hard that he let go of me but before I could escape, one of his men grabbed me.

"I see why Damien has kept you all to himself."

"I would really love to have you right here..." He scratched his chin in thought. "...but I guess, Damien will be after me...hmm. This is a very tough one." He smirks. He took a step closer with a calculating gaze on me until he was a breath away from my face.

He caressed my cheek, brought his face to the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply. He gave my neck a kiss before pulling away- thankfully.

"I like the chasing game so let's play one, hmm? OK, so I'll give you a ten second headstart, run away as fast as your sexy legs can carry you. If I don't catch you, you're free from me forever. But, if I catch you," He chuckled darkly, "I'll fuck you till your brains explode."

"Release her."

I looked at him hesitantly and my eyes met Sylvia's. "Wait, what about her?" I asked him.

"One..."

"Promise not to hurt her."

"Two..."

"Oh for God's sake, run, Victoria! Run!"

Just when he reached three, I gave her a hug and run out of there like my hair was on fire.

"Four!" He shouted behind me.

I run as fast as my legs could carry me, flying through the streets and alleys.

Third Person's POV

"Why did you let her go?" Granny asked Griffin.

He shrugged and sighed. "She reminds me of someone..."

He wasn't scared of Damien. He could finish that 'strong' gang in minutes. So he could have kept Victoria for himself. He just felt obligated to her well-being. Sure, it didn't look like that but as a messed up person, he can't control himself sometimes.

As he watched her run across the street, he was overcome by a sense, to protect her with his life.

He turned to his brother. "I need everything you can get on that girl. Not a single information should be overlooked. You can damn well add her fucking menstrual cycle. "

He had strange inexplicable feelings like this for random people —even though they were rare —and the last time he ignored them, let's just say things ended up bloody...real bloody.

"Granny, see ya around, OK? And uh...sorry 'bout the mess. My anger got the best of me, again. I'll have someone clean it up before morning so you go and have a good night's rest." Griffin said sheepishly.

"Don't worry." Sylvia smiled, stood up and walked over to Griffin.

A loud slap echoed all around.

"Ow! What was that for?"

"Molesting the poor girl. Hump! Youngsters these days." She snapped and stomped back to the kitchen, leaving Griffin with a red hand print on his cheek and his brothers laughing at him.