DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN WINX CLUB.

Note: This is something that I wrote because I saw a news article regarding this issue this morning. This isn't my type of genre, but...there is a first time for everything.

I was originally going to write a one-shot for Love Is Beautiful, but I'm publishing this dark fic as a new story.

~ Somewhere Unknown - 1:15 AM ~

Crying louder, a figure ran through the dark and dense forest. Choking hopelessly on her own sobs, Stella Solaria helplessly ran as the chilled wintry air kissed her bloody and scarred skin. Stella hiccupped as she came into an open clearing, terrifying her already trembling body even more.

No, no, no... Stella's eyes furiously watered as her mind fell into an endless loop of unexplainable panic. She ran in a random direction and once again entered through the dense part of the forest. She sobbed and cried as she ran. Her vibrant golden hair was an utter mess and her clothes were wrinkled and crumpled but she didn't care. She saw a small cave ahead and headed straight for it, ignoring the fact that there might be danger lurking in there.

When Stella entered the cave, she instantly collapsed onto the dirty forest floor and cried her eyes out. Squeezing her eyes shut, her bloody and violated form started to shake as she shook her head like a mad woman. Stella's form shook as she cried harder and harder, trying desperately to forget the worst hour of her life.

"Noooo!" Stella begged for her life to be spared. "Please, please, please...!" she screamed as she felt a hard exterior digging into hers. "Beg!" he spat as he violated every inch of her body. He kissed, bit, and licked every inch of her. That's when she realized. She was going to be raped. She was going to be ruined. She was going to be shattered, bruised, broken in a matter of moments. The brown-haired muscular man above her smirked as she let out a painful cry when she felt him enter her. He raped her not once. But twice.

When he was done with his unquenchable hunger, he left her bloody and naked form on the forest floor, assuming she was dead. No one will ever know what happened to her.

Stella let out a sharp cry of anguish and cried harder. A breeze blew through her face and she froze instantly. Realizing it was just the wind, the once-joyful blonde resumed her cries. God, anything was better than this. "Please let me die!" she whispered to herself, desperately wishing for it to come true. She wanted the ground to swallow her whole or dump her into a molten pit of lava. Whatever. As long as she can sleep and never wake up. She'd never forget this pain. She'd never forget the terror she felt as he spread her legs wide and entered her, ignoring her pitiful pleas. She just lost her virginity to a man she once trusted.

A man she once loved.

Feeling exhausted, she curled up into a ball on the damp, wet floor and cried.

A few hours later...

~ 5:30 AM ~

Stella blinked her eyes open when she suddenly felt hard pricking pressures on all over her bruised body. She suddenly sat up straight when she realized that she was completely drenched from head to toe. Despite this forest being extremely dense, it was pouring down hard.

As her senses grew uneasy, she remembered the horror she experienced not so long ago. Fresh sobs emitted from her throat as she relived the same scene over and over again. She cried on the floor, unable to forget the pain.

The pitch darkness all around her scared her to no end. She cried endlessly half out of fright and the half out of anguish and fear. She just wanted this nightmare to stop.

She tried to stand up but she fell back on the hard and cold floor with a painful thud. She cried at her own plight. Her legs were practically frozen at the frigid cold of this dark rainy night. Fear gripping her heart, a choked sob left her red swollen lips as she somehow managed to stand. A little stray blood oozed from between her thighs and leaked into her white ripped jeans. The rain somehow subdued the vibrant red color of the hot liquid staining her clothes. A shuddering breath left her lips as more erupted in her eyes.

But she refused to give up.

There was still one driving force in this universe that kept her sane and alive. Him.

She ran.

She ran her way through the thorny, thick, verdant bushes of the cold forest. She didn't care about the little cuts or gashes that somehow managed to pierce through her skin. Tears pricked her broken eyes and fell faster, disappearing into the rain.

~ 5:50 AM ~

Her broken eyes blinked in sheer relief when she saw the familiar floating school come into view. The paramilitary boarding school is designed to train and transform every young boy into a brave Specialist. It was one of the most prestigious institutions in thie Magical Dimension, competing parallelly against Alfea and Cloud Tower.

Stella wished so bad to teleport herself into his arms, but she somehow found herself unable to summon even a single defense spell. If only she had her powers at the right time...

Orangish streaks of light across the sky indicated an early morning. But it was still dark enough to hide shadows. Stella immediately dashed towards the entrance of the boarding dormitory halls without delaying a single split of a second. Tears streaked rapidly down her face as the intensity to see him heightened to such a dangerous level that it nearly drove her to the brink of insanity.

She barely registered entering the illuminated doorways of the hostels. She ignored the weird looks she got from some of the male residents who are up at this hour. Some glanced at the infamous Princess of Solaria in concern and simply allowed her to pass through without any obstacles in her way. Thankfully, the timing allowed for nearly emptied hallways.

She replayed the room number of his dorm over and over in her head, hoping that it'll show up. Her scarred feet made dirty footprints on the hard surface.

A shuddering breath of relief escaped from her quivering lips when she saw the room number in view. Tears cascaded down her cheeks swiftly, disappearing into her already soaked yellow full-sleeved blouse. Her breaths came out labored and heaving. Fighting for air, she made a final dash for the door.

Five chattering specialists were caught completely off guard when they saw their beloved friend Stella of Solaria bursting through the doors. Their eyes widened when they saw her disheveled and frightened state, disrupting the light-hearted atmosphere that was present here a few minutes ago.

Nabu and Helia, the most mature guys of the six, approached her carefully. Their words of comfort fell on her deaf ears. She pushed them away frantically, trying to scan for the chocolate brown orbs that she desperately craved. She clutched fistfuls of her damp and slowly drying hair. Her voice fell flat as his name repeated in her head over and over again like a broken record.

Please, please, please...! she chanted brokenly to herself.

Despair and hopelessness engulfed her slowly as she searched the rooms for any sign of him. She broke down on the floor crying. The five specialists in visible sight looked at each other in a protective concern for their fallen friend. Riven, who is usually snarky and snippy and absolutely refused to show any emotions, found himself bending down and hugging her. The four others surrounded the crying blonde.

Just then, the bathroom's door opened. Stella gasped in relief when she saw him emerging out in a black sweatshirt and black track pants. He looked stunned and momentarily taken aback to find her here of all places. His heart constricted with pain when he saw her eyes filled with hurt and confusion. She looked battered, bloody, and bruised. Before he could take even a single step, he saw her wrestling her way to him.

With newfound strength, Stella cried as she pushed everyone away and managed to pick herself up. Sobbing her way, she flew across the room and straight into his arms. She clung to him for dear life as he instantly reciprocated, hugging her protectively close to him. He wound his arms tightly around her to keep her there. He looked up and tossed a helpless look towards his friends. They cluelessly shook their heads. She had just spontaneously erupted out of nowhere and started crying to no end. Brandon Shields subtly nodded towards the five, who all got the hint. They all ushered themselves out the door before locking it behind them.

The brown-haired specialist's eyes darted towards the sorrowfully sobbing blonde in his arms. Stella cried endlessly into his chest. Her knees shook with fright and fatigue as she slowly lost control of them. She barely registered him gently picking up her damp and broken body. He carried the fragile woman in his arms towards his bed before gently setting her down.

She whimpered brokenly, thinking that he'll leave her any minute now.

Never, he thought as he slipped in beside her. He covered both of them with the thick comforters. Stella buried her head into chest immediately as she sobbed harder. He sadly gazed at her. He was close to crying himself at seeing the girl he loved in this state. She looked so vulnerable and broken that he started to panic on the inside. Instead of firing questions on her, he let her cry her heart out. He kissed her rapidly flowing tears away. He let his lips linger near her ear and whispered that he loved her, letting her hear his voice.

Stella slowly started to calm down at the sound of his deep and rich voice echoing through her ears. She held onto him tighter while he gently smoothed her tangled hair.

"It's okay, sunshine," he whispered in her ear while clutching her close. What had happened? the rational part of him wondered in a dangerous level of straight-up panic.

His soft voice calmed her down as she slowly ceased her never-ending cries. She hiccuped as her sobs reduced into occasional sniffles. The rhythmic beating of his heart soothed her and for an instant and only an instant, she was able to forget that experience. His chest heaved up and down steadily, rocking her gently. He moved closer to her and turned his body towards her to offer her strength.

He caressed her tear-stricken face with his lips set into a straight line. He cupped her face before lifting it slightly to look into her eyes. "What happened, princess?" he asked so softly. It broke his heart to see her face start to crumble once again, but he had to know. Whatever or whoever dared to wreak such havoc and fear into the girl he treasured will severely pay.

"Shhhh, it's okay," he assured her while kissing her cheek. He placed her head back in his chest again, where she instantly molded herself.

"It's okay, sunshine," he repeated once again while patting her hair.

She sniffled. She really wished she could believe that. But somewhere in the back of her mind, she felt so scared and bruised. She knew that nothing will ever be the same again.

"Tell me what happened," he prodded her once more, unable to keep the panic out of his tone right now.

She instantly clutched his shirt. A few tears leaked out of her eyes. She opened her mouth to utter the words that instantly made his body go rigid and cold with a burning fury. He growled inaudibly as he held her close with a protective anger at her next words.

"...I...w-w-w-was...r-r-raped..."

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Please review. There might be a second chapter (last chapter) if you guys want more.