BPOV

When I woke up, I felt a cool breeze on my body. I looked down and found I only had my bra and underwear on. Was Charlie going to rape me again? What about Glen, would he do it to me as well? I was so caught up in all these thoughts that I could barely feel any pain. That was good I guessed.

The next thing I noticed was Charlie and Glen standing in a corner of the warehouse, having a conversation. I couldn't hear anything they were saying, so I gave up trying. I let my head hang, it was starting to pound. In a few minutes it would become a fully fledged migraine.

Before long I heard their footsteps coming towards me. One of them slapped me in the face. It was Charlie.

"Awww, you decided to wake up did you slut? Isn't that kind of you. Since you wasted so much of my time, when I fuck you, I am not going to be gentle, I will give it to you hard and rough, the way I know you like it." Charlie said, sounding pleased with himself.

Once he was finished talking, I started in with the begging. I knew it would get me nowhere, but it was a reflex. I didn't want him or anyone else, for that matter, to rape me again. I had enough to deal with, I didn't need this as well.

The thought of Paul and his friends and family finding me were feeling slimmer every second that I was with Charlie. I was extremely worried about never seeing them again. I would never know what it is like to have siblings. I could barely remember having caring parents and I had a feeling I wouldn't get a chance to remember that either.

My begging had gotten me nothing but more pain. I was punched, kicked and slapped everywhere. Everything hurt more because they were hitting bare skin. My clothes at least acted as a thin barrier against the attack on my body.

After a while both men began to get bored, that's when things got worse for me. They started to feel me up. It felt like I had bugs crawling all over my skin. Glen pulled my underwear down so I was completely bare from my stomach down. There was no way for me to hide myself. Trying to do so just caused me to be punched a few extra times.

Charlie began to unzip his pants while Glen continued to touch me all over. By this point, my eyes were shedding a continuous stream of tears. I was struggling with new strength at the ties that were holding me to the shelving.

"Oh yeah, keep it up! I like a girl who struggles. It makes things so much more interesting." Glen said sounding like a little kid on Christmas morning. The way he spoke made me want to throw up, but I held it down.

The next thing I know, the door I came into the warehouse by opened and a constant stream of light entered the building, along with people I didn't think I would ever see again.

I couldn't believe it, there was Paul, Jacob, Quil and Jared. Quil noticed me first and called out to the others. They all looked deadly when they saw me. Everything was happening so quickly that I was at risk of fainting again.

I heard Charlie ask Paul and the others what they were going to do. Trying to goad them in. Charlie wanted a fight. He sure got one, Paul ran head first into his stomach, doing a footie tackle. Jacob soon joined in. There were fists flying everywhere. I didn't know who was winning but I hoped it was Paul and Jacob.

Glen had run towards Quil and Jared once Paul and tackled Charlie. Jared yelled for Quil to get me. Jared was bigger and had more muscle than Quil so it was sensible to leave Jared to fight off Glen.

Quil didn't wait to see what happened to Jared, he ran straight for me, dodging Glen on the way. When he got over to me he found a knife on one of the shelves and got to cutting me down. When I was completely free of my restraints, I tried to stand but quickly found that wasn't possible when I started to face plant. It was a good thing Quil noticed because otherwise I would have learnt about a whole new level of pain.

He caught me by my upper arms. I screamed at the pressure it put on my dislocated shoulder. Quickly he laid me down on the ground and let go of me, apologizing the whole time.

"I'm sorry Bella, help is on its way. You are safe. Can you put your underwear on yourself or do I have to help you? he asked embarrassed about the last part.

I just groaned back at him, I didn't care how embarrassing it was, I knew I wasn't going to be able to lift myself up for that simple job. Quil, sensing that I wasn't going to be able to, reached down.

"Okay Bella, I know this is going to be awkward but I am going to pull up your underwear now. I will be super quick and gentle. Do you understand?"

My only response was a slight nod of my head. The whole time Quil was pulling them up he talked to me, to keep my attention away from what he was doing. I have to admit, he really was quick and gentle. I was forever grateful. Quil then took off his jacket and lay it on top of me, I was shivering quite badly.

I hadn't noticed my stomach was still bleeding until Quil's jacket started to feel damp on my skin. I don't think he had noticed either.

"Quil, my stomach." was all I could get out before the pain really set in. Quil pulled back his jacket to see what I was talking about. When he saw what was happening, he quickly got out his mobile and called for an ambulance and the police. In the wildness of the last few minutes, no one had even considered calling the police.

"Uhhh guys, we have a big problem over here. Bella is about to pass out and her stomach is bleeding as well as other injuries." Quil said to everyone in the warehouse when he had finished with his call.

I was even closer to passing out now. My eyes were closing and having trouble re-opening. Paul suddenly came running over.

"Charlie? Glen?" I asked in a whisper. Paul said that Jacob and Jared had both of them under control. It seems the boys had really laid it into those two... I didn't even know what to call them. Something that meant beyond horrible would do I guess but I think even that wouldn't be strong enough.

"Are any of you hurt?" I asked, hoping I would get a no.

"I think Jared may have a broken arm, but nothing that won't heal. You are what we are worried about right now." Paul said.

I whimpered, I didn't want anyone to get hurt because of me. I felt so bad. I decided the best way to ease the pain and grief that someone else got hurt besides me, was to go to sleep for a while. A little sleep would do me good.

Paul saw my eyes closing.

"C'mon Bella, you gotta stay awake with us. You can't go to sleep just yet. Wait till the ambulance gets here. You can do it Bella. Keep those pretty eyes open." Paul said, pleading with me.

My last thought before passing out was that Paul thought my eyes were pretty.

A.N. Sorry it took such a long time for me to write chapter 11. I just wasn't into writing, I forced myself today though and got the chapter done in only a few hours. IHope you enjoyed. Chapter 12 should be up soon. I already know roughly how I am going to write it.

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