Nocturnal

Chapter Twenty Eight.

Chapter Twenty Eight.

            There was a crashing outside Clayton’s bedroom that woke us both up, it had been about a month since I talked to Ben and I had kept up some hope. Clayton had forbidden me from talking about my mate but I did anyway it would lead to him beating me until I felt like all my bones were broken. The crashing came again and then there were feral growls.

            “Get up and get dressed,” Clayton said and then went out the bedroom door, I got out of the bed and stood unsteadily on my feet. I went towards the dresser and stopped when I heard a howl, I looked at the door with surprised eyes.

            “They came for me! Ben’s here,” I said out loud and I went to the door, I was about to open it when Clayton did. I looked at him and took a step back, he was angrier than I had ever seen him.

            “You stupid bitch! You’ve ruined everything,” he shouted, he slapped me across the face and then grabbed my shoulders. Clayton threw me towards the ground but my head connected with bed post before I fell. I felt dizzy and I tried to stand up but fell back down, Clayton stalked towards me. “You are going to make us move sooner than we had to,” he said in a deathly calm voice. Clayton slammed the door shut but I heard him muttering something under his breath about Christian coming soon.

            I got up on my feet and used the bed frame to steady me, Clayton paced the room and I made a dash for the door. I stumbled over my own feet and grabbed the door knob but was pulled back. Clayton threw me onto the floor and then got on top of me.

            “I should have done this sooner,” he whispered in my ear and then kissed me, I tried to jerk away but he continued. I bit his tongue with as much force as I could muster and I knew I drew blood, he pulled away and glared at me. Grabbing my shoulders he began to shake me, banging my head on the ground repeatedly. I used all my strength to throw him off of me and tried to scramble away but he threw me at the dresser and I banged my head again.

            I couldn’t fight the dizzy feeling and I sunk onto the ground, I blacked out for a second and then Clayton was right on top of me. I tried to struggle but my head hurt, he gave me a satisfied smile. “I should have done this when I met you,” he whispered in my ear.

            Clayton’s hands went to my shorts and then pulled them down. Clayton was going to rape me, right here and I couldn’t even fight him I could barely move. Clayton placed his hands on my thighs and moved up, I slapped his hands away. Clayton growled angrily and then tried again, I slapped his hands even harder.

            “Ben!” I screamed, I hoped I was loud enough for Ben to hear me. Clayton grabbed both my wrists with one hand and put them above my head. Grabbing my underwear he pulled down, he smiled. I clenched my legs together and tried to pull away but he held me in an iron grip, I felt the tears falling down my face. I felt hopeless; he was going to rape me before Ben could even save me. “Ben! Ben help me!” I screamed loudly. Clayton used his free hands to wrench my legs apart and then he put all his weight on them so I couldn’t move.

            “No one can help you my dear, not even your mate,” Clayton whispered in my ear and then he began to struggle with his pajama pants. The last buttoned opened revealing his erection, he gave me a wicked smile and I began to cry.

            “Someone help me! Ben I need you! Ben!” I shouted as loud as I could, Clayton smiled at me and then went to position himself. I was going to be raped, the thought didn’t settle well in my head. I tried to buck him off but it didn’t help. “Ben!” I screamed, Clayton laughed and I knew this was it, Clayton was going to rape me.  The door to the bedroom was thrown open and my eyes connected with a spectacular emerald pair.