Chapter 13

Alex's eyes fluttered open. She sat up slowly, wincing at the pounding of her head. She lifted her throbbing wrist to find it bruised and swollen. A gash caked with dried blood was painted on her palm. Everything suddenly flooded back to her; Mason broke into her house and took her. Her eyes scanned her surroundings. She was in an empty room with no windows or furniture. There was a single lamp in the corner of the room and two closed doors.

One of the doorknobs rattled. Alex held her breath as she watched the door open. Mason stepped inside before closing the door behind him. He grinned when his eyes met Alex. "Oh good, you're awake. I was waiting for you to wake up so we could have some fun."

Alex refused to meet his eyes. She instinctively reached into her pocket for her wand, but found it empty.

"Don't even bother. I broke your wand and this place is covered in plastic." His grin grew wider. "You're powerless."

A blurred image of Mason snapping her wand flashed behind her lids. Any hope left in Alex dissipated. She had no way out; she couldn't flash herself out or do one of the self-defense spells her father or Justin taught her and her brothers wouldn't be able to use magic to find her location.

Her body went rigid as Mason approached. He circled around her, looming above before he knelt in front of her. She held her breath as tears welled in her eyes. She swore she could hear her own heat beating as it pounded in her chest.

Mason's hand reached up to cup Alex's cheek. She whipped her head to the opposite side in an attempt to escape his touch. His hand slid down to her jaw, clenching it tightly as he forced her head to face him. She kept her eyes casted down. Her body was trembling uncontrollably and she wasn't sure if it was from fear or from whatever he drugged her with.

"Please just let me go." She whispered.

"Alex, we are meant to be together. You will see that soon." He wiped at the single tear that trickled down her cheek. Her stomach lurched at his touch. "Don't cry, my love. Our love for each other is real."

"I don't love you, Mason, and I never will." She spat bitterly. "I- I thought I once did, but I didn't and I didn't truly know who you were. I love Dean."

Alex flinched as Mason slammed his hand into the ground. He stood abruptly and his voice boomed throughout the bare room. "Don't bring him into this!"

Alex blinked dumbly at him.

"You love me!" He shouted as he clenched his fists by his side.

Alex shook her head as she slowly scooted further away from him. "N-no I don't. You hurt me."

His nostrils flared. The thunderous sound of his hand swiping across her face echoed throughout the room. She brought her hand up to her stinging face. A red handprint instantly highlighted her skin. She scooted back further, but she reached the wall. He grabbed a clump of her curls and pulled her onto her feet. He slammed her against the wall, her head bouncing. "I'm going to prove it to you."

Alex tried to pull away as he leaned down and attacked her lips with his. She squirmed against him, but his strength overpowered her. His lips trailed down to her neck, his teeth tearing at her delicate flesh. She tried to push at his chest, but she only had one hand- she was pretty sure her other wrist was broken. His hands wandered her body roughly before finding their way to the waist band of her jeans. He popped open the button. Tears stung Alex's eyelids as she shook her head frantically. She latched onto his hand with her uninjured hand in an attempt to stop him. "No, stop!"

He grabbed her wrist and pinned it against the wall. "Do you want me to break this one too? Stop fighting this, you know you want it."

Alex's chest ached from the rapid speed her heart was beating. "Please don't do this."

"I'm just giving you what you really want." He breathed against her neck. One hand remained pinning her wrist against the wall while the other tore at her shirt. He ripped it off her body, leaving her in her bra. She swallowed down a sob, closing her eyes. She was trying to distance herself from this nightmare. She thought of lying in Dean's arms, one of Harper's outfits, Justin having a conniption, one of her mother's hugs; anything to take her away from what was happening now. She was struggling to focus on anything but the present as Mason's hand snaked up to her back and unclasped her bra. The piece of clothing was tossed to the floor along with her torn shirt. His lips returned to her neck, trailing down to her chest while roughly nipping her skin.

Tear tumbled down Alex's cheeks. The powerless, helpless feeling was unbearable. The control had been stolen from her once again and it made her chest ache. She wanted him away from her. She wanted him to stop touching her, making her stomach churn. But she couldn't. No matter what she did or what she said, she couldn't get him to stop. He overpowered her and it sickened her.

His hands wandered her body roughly, bruising and scratching her delicate skin. His fingers found the button on her jeans. A sob ripped through her throat. She didn't want to do this. The desperation brewing inside her was agonizing. "Please. Please stop. I don't want to do this."

"Yes, you do." Mason growled. He yanked her jeans and underwear down her legs in one swift motion before whirling her around to face the wall.

Alex inhaled sharply as her face press against the wall. Another sob left her trembling lips as she felt his hands between her legs. "Mason please. I'll break up with Dean if you just stop."

Mason grunted as he twisted her arm back harshly. "Shut up!"

Alex yelped as she felt her shoulder pop. She squeezed her eyes shut, praying to every and any higher power that she would be anywhere but here when she opened them. But her prayers were ignored and somehow the hopelessness filling every inch of her body multiplied. Bile rose in her throat when she felt his bare skin against her. His hands were pushing her thighs apart and she swore her heart was going to rip out of her chest from the rate it was beating. She shook her head frantically. "No, no. Please. Please. Don't do this!"

Her desperate pleas fell on deaf ears. Mason entered Alex from behind producing a pained cry from the distraught brunette. Alex's knees buckled, and she was nearly positive the only thing keeping her on her feet was Mason. White, hot pain exploded behind her lids. It felt as though he was tearing her insides apart with a razor blade. "Please stop. It hurts."

"Don't be so dramatic. It's not like we haven't done this before."

Alex focused on a speck on the wall. Her soul was shattered into a million piece once again and she was nearly positive it was unrepairable. This wasn't her body; at least it didn't feel like it. It felt as though it belonged to him.

Alex wasn't sure how long had passed before he pulled away from her. But every second felt like an hour. An excruciating hour. Her legs gave out the second he let go and she collapsed to the floor. She curled herself into fetal position as silent tears trickled down her bruised cheeks and splashed onto the floor beneath her. Somehow, she felt numb and an overwhelming amount of pain all at once. The utter hopelessness multiplied and Alex wondered if she would ever get out of here.

So sorry that this has taken forever to get up. It's been an up and down few months and for some reason I drifted from this story. Not sure how many people are reading this anyway. Nonetheless, I will try harder to get some more updates out.

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