WIMTR 12

The three months after our breakout, we stayed in out little corner of the world, mostly because Edward was afraid of me being in Arkham. But still ever since I told him I loved him, he had been weird. Something was on his mind and he wouldn't tell me. But Edward keeping me in the house, never stopped Jonathan.

One day, he dragged in a large sack, "Help me get this in my lab!" So Edward and I helped him drag the large sack into his small lab.

"What is this thing Crane," Edward asked huffing. My God how those skinny men became criminals is far beyond me.

"A test subject," Jonathan said nonchalantly. "If you want to stay get dress like criminals!"

"I thought you had lab rats for this stuff!" Edward shouted pulling on his green jacket.

"They all died, heart attack. Plus I was going to need to test my new toxin." Jonathan pulled the sack off of the man's head.

"My God," Edward sputter at the graying man. I watched the grip tighten on his cane. "If you ever need to beat him into submission…tell me…I want to do it."

"You okay there Edward," Jon asked.

"Fine, I'm fine…just let me ruff him up, I'm not joking.."

"Edward you sure you are okay?" Jonathan asked in a caring way.

"I said I was fine," Edward hissed storming out of the room, dropping his cane in the process. I looked at Jonathan then ran after him.

"Eddie, " I spirited into his room and opened the door to his workshop. "Eddie," I called softly. He was slumped in his chair, fingers tented under is nose. "Eddie, what's wrong? Talk to me," I kneeled in front of him.

"That man, that monster, " Edward pushed up from his seat. "That man Alex that man in that room! Do you know who he is?"

I shook my head no furiously, trying to stand up in a timely fashion. Edward yanked me up, in a mad, yet gentle way. I tried to touch him but he pulled away. "He is the one that did this!" Edward yanked up his shirt revealing small and large scars, some rom Arkham, and bullying, others? His father.

"Eddie, you mean that man is," He cut me off.

"MY father! He is the man that made me what am to day. He is the one that started my drive to crime. That drunk bastard!" Edward was pacing now, anger and traces of fear etched into his face. "I should just kill him, but he is too despicable to die."

"Eddie, please," I reached for his shoulder.

"It's not," he yelled. "I finally have a chance to kill the man that ruined my life! The one that made me, made me this. A criminal who is endangering the life of the one I love." He looked away and I tilted his face towards me.

"Eddie, what have I told you? I volunteered for this life. I don't care Eddie. I love it, I love you." I rose up on my tippy toes and kissed him gently, that gentle spark as our lips met still there. "It'll be okay, you heard Jon. He'll most likely suffer a heart attack."

"But, I want to be the one to do it." His eyes narrowed then softened as he looked at me. "I just want him to pay," he looked away ashamed.

"And that just fine," I gently cupped his face with my hand.

This next part gets graphic , so younger viewers, um read at your own risk. Seriously guys, seriously.

The next Day I gently opened the door to the lab, Jonathan instructed me to give 'the lab rat' his food, and I obeyed. The door shut be hind me, and a click signaled it had locked. And I had no key.

"Well, look at you," the man said his voice rumbled. "So you're the Riddler's new whore?"

"No I'm his partner. " I placed the food down next the chair he was tied to. A hand grabbed my wrist. It was Edward's father.

"Tell that Scarecrow guy, that it takes more than petty rope to keep me bound." He grabbed my other arm. He pushed me against the wall. "Quite a looker ain't cha?"

"Please," I whimpered. A torn piece of cloth was place over my mouth as I tried to scream. A forceful hand pulled off my jacket and tore my shirt. I tried to scream as the cloth came loose but his lips silenced mine. After my clothing was completely gone he began to feel me up. It was disgusting.

I became so petrified with fear I couldn't scream. He held me by my hair and force me to kiss him, he shoved his tongue down my throat as he ripped at his own clothing. I kept hopping Edward on his white horse would burst in and save me from this monster that was his father. But that time never came, he pinned me to the ground. Looming over me, I tried to look away, "No," he yanked my face towards him. "you are going to scream." With only a whimper from me her pushed himself inside of me, and I became violated once again. Burst of my past flashed past my eyes.

Being bound to the bed, three men hanging over me. Each taking turns kissing me and running there hands over me, groping me, placing baby oil on me. I cried, screamed and begged for mercy. Each of them violating me, forcing themselves upon me. Yelling at me to scream louder, telling me Edward couldn't save me. That my little nerd was no where around. Then the worst came. They untied me from the bed but then bound with my hand behind my back. The biggest grabbed my hair and forced me to give him oral sex. He won't let me stop to spit and I was forced to swallow. The hot liquid running down my throat scaring me more, then I was brought back to reality.

Each trust brought force a new pain as I tried to fight him. Finally a scream ripped from my throat. "Stop, please," I cried.

"Louder bitch," he roared, as he became more forceful and harsher.

Then a voice I waited long to hear, "Alex," the tenderness in the tenor voice switched to one that sounded as if demons possessed him. "Get off of her!" This was fallowed by a sickening crack of metal to skull. "Don't you ever touch her again you sick bastard!"

Edward slammed his father against the wall pressing his cane against the older men's throat. "You can hurt me, but when you hurt her, you better pray I let you die."

The man smiled, blood running the side of her face. "you seem familiar."

"You don't remember? The boy you accused of cheating? Called him stupid, a moron, worthless? Beat him everyday because he was smarter than you?" The anger grew in his voice. Edward face was flushed as rage and hate burned in his eyes. "You don't remember the boy you drove to crime in hopes to prove your wrong? Who you gave many mental disorders such as Narcissism and OCD? You don't remember your own son?" Edward's voice echoed at the final word. I have never been so afraid of him in my life.

"Oh, Edward, she's your whore?" Edward pressed harder on his cane as a deadly hiss escaped his lips.

"Don't you ever call her that again! I'll be back later!" Edward slugged his father in rage, knocking him out.

Then with gentleness he kneeled next you my crying form. He gently removed his jacket and wrapped it around me, and picked me up to carry me out of the room as Jonathan strode in. "I'll teach him to deal with my friend."

Edward hushed me as he gently laid me in on the bed in my room, "I thought you feel conferrable in my clothes." He was very softy voice as I sat sniveling on the bed. "Can I go to your room to get your underwear?" He waited for me to nod. "I'll be right back sweetie." With that he ran out of the room.

He came back and gave me one of his shirts, it sagged on my shoulders and a rubber band was needed to keep my pants up. "C-can I have some tea," I paused. "And your lap?" Edward chuckled as he picked me up.

"Of course, I already heated the water dear," He placed me on the couch. "Let me get your tea." I sat knees to my chest swamped in Edward's clothes, still shaking from the ordeal. "Your tea," he sat next to me. "You okay?"

I nodded into my cup as I scrunched closer. "You sure," he asked. "You want to sleep in my bed tonight?" I nodded again, "Okay then, that's what we'll do." He gently rubbed my shoulder, and pressed his nose in my hair. He gently rocked me back and forth softly humming. I looked up at him into his green eyes, and I couldn't help but smile.

"You are so nice, I love you Eddie." My hand still clutching his shirt, as he pulled me closer. With care of holding a bird he kissed my nose. When he pulled away tears lined his eyes. "Eddie what's wrong," I asked setting my tea down.

"I couldn't save you, again. I couldn't save you, and another monster raped you. And this time it was someone I had thought gone. But no, he came into my life and hurt me again, by hurt the one thing a care about." He paused, "You."

"Stop," I commanded holding his face so he would look me in the eye. "You didn't know and you did save me once you heard my scream. He could have done so much worst, so much worst. Please don't blame yourself."

"But I-," Edward's protest melted away I pressed my lips against his. And suddenly I didn't feel violated anymore. There kissing him as Edwards arms enfolded around me. I felt safe, warm, and loved.

So sorry guys. School just got in the way. I promise I'll update sooner. And also What the F*uck did I just do? Caused angst Just wait till Ed seeks revenge…..(evil laughter)