Emma's POV*
His hands roamed around my body, smoothing over every bump, every rough patch and each time leaving a bruise.
"Emma..."
His breath danced across my neck, his lips placing sloppy rough kisses all over me. His hand forcefully pushed my dress up, ripping it when it wouldn't go anymore.
"Killian..."
He placed a kiss on my lips before growling in my ear.
"Hear that princess...No one's coming for you "
I begged and pleaded for him to stop, tears falling down my cheeks with each word.
"Not even your precious Killian"
"Please..."
He unzipped his trousers and grabbed onto my hips.
"Remember, he paid me to do this..."
He smiled at me with a dark grin before forcing himself into me.
"STOP!"
I sat up in the bed, drenched in sweat and tears and began to panic. What the hell?! How did i get back in the dorm?! These aren't my clothes, what the fuck?!
"Shhhh Emma. It's okay.."
I felt a strong pair of arms wrap themselves around me and pull me close. I recognised the scent instantly.
Killian.
"Get off me!"
I pushed him off of me and jumped out of the bed backing myself up to the wall.
"You stay the hell away from me!"
He got off of the floor and looked at me startled and confused.
"Swan, I'm not going to hurt you"
I looked at him and laughed.
"You might not but that's not going to stop you from paying someone else to do it."
He took a step forward , holding his hands out to ease me.
"Swan. I know you're frightened but you're okay. Everything's going to be okay."
I backed up before whacking my arm on the wall and crying out in pain.
"Ah!"
I glanced down to my arms and saw them covered in blue and purple bruises. Marks from where i had been grabbed.
"Why did you do this?"
He looked at me confused once more before taking a couple more steps forward.
"Swan. I don't understand"
I glanced down to my legs to see they were the same as my arms. That's when i began to feel my injuries instead of just seeing them.
"Why, why did you hurt me?"
He stopped.
"Hurt you? Swan i found you."
He took two more steps forward and placed both his arms onto the wall. Blocking me in.
"N-n-no. Y-you hurt me. Yo-you paid. Him. You paid him to hur-hurt me. To-to..."
All of the memories and emotions from last night came rushing back. The terror, the lust in his eyes and the cold emptiness behind them. The feeling of his touch.
"To rape me..."
I chocked out the last sentence before feeling Killian wrap his arms around me.
I pushed him away and began hitting him on his chest with all the force i had.
"NO! GET OFF OF ME! YOU DID THIS! Y-YOU HURT ME! YOU-"
My legs gave way from my body being weak and i collapsed into him. Sobbing into his shoulder as he brought me into his arms and rocked me slowly. He brought me to the floor and just held me.
I gripped onto his shirt and pulled him closer. I felt safe here. I couldn't control my tears so I just sat there for hours on end letting him hold me and soothe me.
"It's okay Swan. No one's going to hurt you. Not now. Not ever."
He stroked my hair and rubbed my back gently. Sure not to hurt me.
"I'm not letting you go"
Killian's POV*
I was confused as to why she thought i was the one who hurt her in that alley that night. I do stupid things when I've drunk but that...is not one of them.
I stayed sitting on the floor with her for another couple of hours. Just letting her cry. I tried to get her to eat but she wasn't having any of it.
Eventually she got up, excused herself to the bathroom and when she came out it was almost like she completely changed. She was cold and distant. Like all the sass, the warmth, the life...had just been ripped out of her.
She went on her laptop and claimed she needed to study for the rest of the day so i left her to it. I understood she needed her space. I just sat on my bed doing the pre lesson homework.
Emma's POV*
Blanking him and ignoring his existence really was the best option for all of this. He didn't need to be messed up. Not by someone who couldn't even protect herself.
I decided to make a new Instagram called DarkSwan and followed a load of accounts that dealt with topics such as depression, anxiety and rape. Full of people in my situation.
I stayed on there for a couple of hours, reading peoples stories. Talking to people and relating when I suddenly got a direct message. Usually i only spoke to people through comments but this person. Whoever they may be. Decided to message me directly. I clicked accept to the request and glanced upon a the message below.
DarkLiner: Hi
