To heal a broken heart

Chapter 45

~Holly's POV~

Screams of pain echo through the room. They're coming out of my mouth, but I don't feel or hear them. All I feel is pain right now. My whole body hurts. Every little fiber of my being is focused on the sore feeling my nerves send to my brain, resulting in hours of torturous lessons from Aiden after I nearly bit off his dick.

He wanted me to give him a blowjob. That's how it started. I openly refused from the beginning, but he thought he could force me, so I showed him the consequences.

Adam nearly died next to us when I sank my teeth into Aiden's disgusting thingy. His triumphant laughter cost him his sight and ability to speak since Aiden let Chelsea blindfold and gag him sometimes later.

Now Aiden stood above me, literally throwing salt into my open whip marks and cuts while sporting a huge bulge in his pants, that comes from the big bandage some poor soul had to put around his hurt equipment.

The salt stings like hell. Aiden laughs once I scream again, hearing my damaged voice. My throat hurts by now, to many cries already left it today.

"You like that, bitch? I told you to do as I say, otherwise there would be consequences", Aiden grunts above me, giving me another dose of salt, this time directly on my cut face. Due to the pain my vision blackens for a second, but then I'm back to normal, continuing to scream for something, anything, to stop him.

He just grins in sadistic pleasure and gives me a weak kick in the side, making me roll a few feet away from him. Even without his usual strength due to his hurt midsection he causes me more pain than Chelsea and Nick ever did.

"Fucking respect me next time, you little whore. I'm not going to go easy on you again", he proceeds, but I'm barely able to focus on his ranting since I still try to get back my consciousness. Again and again the black spots appear and I don't know how long my body will be able to hold up with all of his torture and the blood loss he caused me earlier.

"I'm going to fucking break you", he muses further, while I just stare into the distance. The short amount of time he talks he stops throwing salt on me, so I enjoy the small break before he starts again.

"Will you finally obey me, slut?", he demands to know. Slowly I look up at him. A small grin enters my face. Perhaps I'm going insane, but instantly seeing him so unsatisfied with my reaction gives me the best shot of energy I got in a while now.

"Never."

I may be weak, but I can be stubborn.

"Fucking slut", he snarls and spits on my face before giving me another kick to the ribs.

Grabbing one of his beloved knives, he makes another deep cut on my upper leg, effectively causing me to scream in anguish again, my blood mixing with the salt sticking to my skin.

"You'll learn to obey me. I'll fuck it into you", he grunts and suddenly two guys forcefully lift me up and hold me in place. My underwear is mostly shreds by now, only a few parts remained intact. And those exact parts he choose to destroy now. In front of everyone.

Despite everything I still have a huge problem with my own body, so I blush furiously, while new tears fall down my cheeks again. Shame, humiliation and fear mix with each other, making me hate Aiden even more. My looks are nothing I ever wanted to show anyone, so feeling all of their gazes (well, except Adam's since he's still blindfolded) on me makes me want to throw up.

"You really are a cute piece of ass. I like myself a fat slut now and then. They're kinda nice sometimes", my tormentor muses, while cutting my left upper arm. I just sob in answer, to weak to say anything back or scream again.

"Let's start", he smiles and in the next moment I suddenly feel his ugly hands upon me. Horror fills me, knowing what will follow. Trying to avoid the inevitable, I can't help but to press my legs together and try to curl away from his nauseating touch. I feel repulsive due to his fingers. It makes me think I'm even more worthless now after he dirtied me with his touch.

Outlining the curve of my breast, he smirks at my fear and enjoys to make me tremble under his gaze. When our eyes meet I think about spitting at him in a last attempt to show him my stubbornness, but I don't want to make it even worse. He'll probably inflict the worst pain ever on me and I'm sure he can do even more if he just wants to.

Then on the other hand a sudden thought strikes me.

"How- How can you u- use me with a hurt noodle like that?"

I couldn't suppress the urge to title it as a noodle. Disgusting thingy.

Then my thoughts are interrupted by a hard smack. My face flies to the right, he backhanded me.

"I'm sure it'll be enough for you to scream", he growls in fury, while the men holding me fail to hide their smirks at my comment.

"Hold her tight", Aiden grunts irritated and suddenly the real thing starts.

His hands brutally force my legs apart, then he yanks his pants off and giddily removes the bandages around his member. I feel myself paling even more. It seems able to be used again, still red from my teeth, but not as swollen as before. Instead it stands proud and ready to serve Aiden for his sadistic needs.

I close my eyes in fearful anticipation. Adam on the side makes choking sounds, just as if he wants to help me in my despair. Then I try to close my heart, attempting to block out everything that'll follow.

His tip starts touching me and I nearly throw up at him, then he engulfs me, painfully squeezing my flesh and presses his disgusting body against mine.

In that very moment a loud clashing sound suddenly fills the room.

My eyes fly open and suddenly we're surrounded by countless men with guns pointed at us. Before anyone can assess the situation another loud bang resounds through the room. But this time it wasn't the door. It was a gun shot.

And it shot straight into Aiden's dick.

For a second his eyes grow wide. Wider even than mine or the others. Then he howls out in pain, panicking completely and collapsing to the ground in a whimpering bundle.

Once I recovered from the shock, I look up from him and there stands Jayden. He's the one who shot. His hateful gaze, that focuses on Aiden right now, swiftly trails over to me and in a second the two guys holding me are knocked out by his fists.

I tumble down, to weak to hold myself up, but to my surprise two strong arms catch me in time.

"I've got you, little one", Jayden murmurs in a pain filled voice. "I've got you."

Ignoring my naked state, he engulfs me in an ever so careful hug, trying to not put pressure on my wounds, and softly beds me against his chest. Out of the corner of my eyes I see Amber running up and swiftly throwing a blanket around my naked figure, ignoring Jayden for the moment. I quickly hide myself in it, feeling eternally thankful for her to safe me from all the stares I still get.

Then I feel Jayden's lips on mine.

He takes my breath away with his soft approach. Instead of wildly kissing me like I would've expected from him, he moves against me with a never known tenderness. I kiss back immediately, nothing will ever stop me from kissing him. His lips feel incredibly right, especially after all I went through just now. It makes me feel a bit healed, as if I just got cleaned from all the imaginary dirt Aiden put on me by touching my body.

It's a magic moment. I put all the love, relief and fading tension in the kiss, trying to show Jayden how much I care about him and how thankful I am that he came right in time just now. Shyly licking his bottom lip, I snuggle even deeper into his muscular arms. He responds with a soft grunt, holding me tighter. My wounds protest, but I don't care in the moment. Jayden's lips are my top priority right now.

When we finally part from each other a thin string of saliva connects our mouth and I blush under his relieved gaze. His greenish brown eyes are filled with love and relaxation, obviously glad that he found me.

"I'll never let you go again", he mumbles and I nod. It's a promise.