Amelia's POV
He'd slam me against the wall, I'd choke out and whine struggling in his grasp.
"Stop fucking moving!!" He'd press himself harder against my smaller body, I'd start to shake. He'd grab my chin, making me look up at him, "Tell me you want this babygirl." I'd shake my head, "N-No.." He'd growl, arms either side of me,
Fuck there's no escape!
He'd come closer to my face, "Tell me. You want me. Babygirl." I'd shake my head again. "I-i said n—" he'd slam his fist against the wall beside me, "GODDAMN IT AMELIA!" I'd flinch putting my hands up to protect me, but he'd slam them above my head forcing his mouth against mine. I'd try to turn away but he'd grab my chin, making me face him. "Kiss me back for fuck sake." He'd snap angrily, eyes angry and dangerous. I'd shake my head.
He'd throw me down onto the bed, climbing on top of me, I'd scream for River to come, but there was no reply. Daniel would laugh softly, hands sliding down my sides and around the band of my leggings. I'd try to wriggle from his grasp, push him off of me, but he'd pin me down with his arms. "You belong to me. Amelia. ME! DON'T TRY TO FUCKING RUN OFF OR I WILL CHAIN YOU TO THE DAMN BED!" I'd tear up in fear, shaking. He'd sigh deeply, wiping the stray tears from my face.
I'd whine trying to get away. He'd pull me against him, his hands making their way down my body. I'd yelp trying to call out for River. But when the door opened, it was Dale who walked in. My eyes would instantly tear up and I'd shake my head in disbelief. Dale would smirk and pull me up into his lap, Daniel would kiss my neck from the back.
God I feel so fucking dirty! Please River, come save me, god please!!
As if hearing my prayers I would be snatched up into a strong pair of arms, I would look up, as if he were an angel saving me. I'd cling onto him, bursting into tears. He'd growl viciously at the two men. And we'd walk out. Me sobbing into his chest.
Narrator POV
They'd arrive back at their territory and there would be a crowd of people around them. River would let out a gruff warning and disappears inside the house with Amelia.
He'd remove her of her clothing and he'd set her into the bath. She'd shake almost instantly curling up. He'd remove his own clothes and climb into the bath himself, gently pulling her into his chest. She'd burst back into tears burying herself into his chest. He'd stroke her back, wrapping his arms around her, keeping her close.
She'd look up at him and she'd kiss him passionately. He'd smile and kiss her back, cupping her cheeks. "I'm sorry baby. I really am." She'd shake her head and tuck her head into the crook of his neck, "No. Don't be sorry River. Never be sorry for something that's not your fault."
River would smile and lift her chin, "Such wise words from such a young girl." He'd chuckle and she'd giggle softly. He'd pick her up and wrap her in a towel, carrying her to their bed.
They'd lie cuddled up together, Amelia asleep in River's arms and River watching a comedy show on Netflix.
