Safe With Me

Chap. 14: On Her Feet

• Elle's scar •

                 Bright lights and loud shouting wakes Elle up. Her brown eyes fly open. A figure catches her eye. She sharply looks up to see a tall, muscular masked figure. Her heart races at the sight. She begins to grab Brody but his side of the bed is empty and cold. Hands jerk her body up.

            "Let go of me!" Elle shrieks, "Brody! Brody!"

             The tall figure behind her violently shakes her. The blonde nearly falls to her knees before being jerked back up. Elle looks between the masked figures. From what she can tell, thy are all men.

             "Strip her!" Another masked figure commands, his voice sounding familiar to Elle's ears.

             Tears begin to streak down the blonde's face as a man marches towards her. Elle shakes her head and tries to back up, pleading. Another man shoves him out of the way, shaking his head.

                "Please, no!" The man grabs her pajama bottoms, "No no no no no no no no no! Who are you? Stop! Please!"

                  The man yanks her pajama bottoms down, revealing her baby blue see-through thong. She begins to sob.

                    "Stop! Please!" Elle cries out in fear, tears streaming down her face.

                Elle screams loudly as the man then rips her top of her, revealing a matching blue bra. Her arms are pinned behind her back, something plastic and tight bounds her hands behind her.

                The masked man who first was going to go undress her whistles. "Fuck, look at those huge titties! We're gonna have some fun this morning, boys!"

             Elle shutters at his words. She is suddenly blinded by darkness. It smells like rotted meat. Her body is dragged out of the bedroom.

              "What the—Elle!" The blonde hears Riley's voice cry out.

                Elle's body is continuously dragged on. She gags at the surrounding smell of rotted meat.

               After being dragged for what felt like days, Elle is shoved down onto her knees. The sack is pulled off her head. Her body trembles at the sight of all the masked men surrounding her.

             Elle looks around to see she is in the garage. Beat up cars are lined up in a row. A trash can sits near her. Two men grab her, by the hair and the biceps. She is effortlessly thrown into the trash can filled with water.

                  The cool water bites at her skin, the taste of dirt filling her mouth. Elle tries to resurface but hands hold her down. She violently thrashes and scratches but it only makes it worse. By her hair, Elle's head is pulled out the water. The blonde gasps for air, but is pushed back down into the water. She swings her arms around, sharp pain shooting through her joints. Her hair is pulled up once again, her lips gasping for air.

           Quickly, she's shoved back down. The man lets her hair go. Elle begins to resurface when the trash can is tipped over. Elle spills out of the trash can along with the icy, dirty water. She chokes on the water she accidentally swallowed, trying to throw it back up. Hands grab her biceps and legs.

          Elle kicks and claws at the men but is out strengthened. Her body is thrown to the concrete floor hard. Elle begins to quickly rise when a foot kicks her in the ribcage. The blonde screams out in pain, covering her head. Her body curls into a ball as she is kicked. Something metal hits her hip, causing Elle to let out a loud screech.

              "Cut it out!" A familiar voice says.

              "I'll fucking break your neck!" Another man shouts, "Put the fucking bat down!"

               There's a pause. The men stop kicking Elle and silence fills the space around her. Her body throbs and aches. Tears flow down her cheeks as she begins to slightly move, moans of pain filling the empty spaces of silence.

              "On her feet!" A voice commands.

           "No, please!" Elle cries weakly.

           Elle is painfully yanked onto her feet. She begins to fall but two men catch her. The blonde looks up to see a man standing in front of her.

             "Please..." Elle pouts her lip, her eyes full of fear and pain.

             The man's fists shakes as he raises them. His knuckles have brass rings on them. Terror fills Elle at the realization. He's going to hit her with those brass knuckles. As Elle begins to once again plead for her life, she recognizes the dreamy mystery in the man's ocean blue eyes. Brody.

              Her heart tears in two, her lip quivering. "Brody—"

                Suddenly, Elle feels a surge of pain spread through the side of her face. Her body hits the cool concrete. Darkness follows soon after.

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       The echoing of footsteps bouncing off the walls wakes Elle up. Her eyes slowly flutter open. Her head throbs from the pain. She dares not to move. From what she can see through the blur, a dark figure walks towards her.
 
             Kill me, please. Elle preys inside. End it, please.

                Her body is effortlessly lifted from the ground. Pain shoots through her entire body. Soft tears escape down her cheeks as she cries.

                   "Shhh." A voice says in her ear, "It's okay now. It's over."

                  The blonde goes in and out if consciousness as her body is carried in strong arms. Elle's eyes open lazily, fighting her body's need for rest. The sight of Brody's stoney face gives her mixed feelings but they too fade away into darkness.

Hey readers! What did you think? I warned you in the last chapter about needing tissues! Why do you think they did this to Elle? Who was behind this? Who was involved? What are your hopes for future chapters?