A/N: Major trigger warnings everyone. Again, there really aren't many chapters of this left.


I DO NOT OWN SONS OF ANARCHY OR THE CHARACTERS.


Chapter Sixteen:

I jolted awake, when I felt a sharp sting on my cheek. I blinked, trying to make out my surroundings, but everything was spinning and nothing was clear. I don't feel like myself. Was I drugged?

"It's about time that you wake up. I was afraid you'd sleep the night away and miss all of the fun." Alex' voice crept into my ears. I shivered, violently. Why is it so cold? I did my best to look down and I didn't see my clothes. My undergarments are still on, but he must have taken the rest of my clothes off, while I was unconscious. "Do you even know how sexy you look? Jax does not deserve you and he definitely doesn't deserve that hot body of yours." His voice kept getting closer. I did my best to concentrate on what was going on around me, but whatever he gave me is making it next to impossible. The room hasn't stopped spinning and the lights keep going in and out. I don't even feel like myself. I feel like I'm outside of my body. "You still think that Jax is going to show up and find you. Don't you? Well, I've news for you, baby girl, he's not. He's not going to be able to recognize you, when I'm through with you."

"Don't," I whispered. Even my own voice sounded funny to my ears. My tongue felt fuzzy. I shook my head. "Just don't." My voice trailed off and I tried to think of some way to get out of this. I felt his hands touching me and as much as I wanted to, I couldn't block it out.

"I must have given you too much… You're barely fighting back." He mused. I felt his hand cup my cheek. I flinched and he just laughed. He started pulling on my underwear and I summoned the strength I still had and tried to fight him off. "Don't be like that, ma." He pushed me back and I winced as my back his something. Something wet splashed over me. I shivered and tried to process what had just happened. "Nothing like a little bit of water to wake you up."


I kept going in and out of consciousness. I slept off the majority of whatever drug he had put in my system. Every time I wake up, my hurts more and more. I can't even remember everything that has happened. How could anyone hate someone so much that they would put their loved ones through something like this?

"What do I need to do to keep your attention?" Alex asked me in a dangerously low voice. I jumped and peered up at him. I had forgotten that he was watching me for a second. I still can't seem to really focus. He gripped my waist and pulled me until I was against his body. I started to panic and my pulse quickened. "Is that all that it takes, Katie?" He taunted me. I couldn't answer him. He dragged his fingers along my thighs, before forcing my legs open. I tried to move my arms to push him away, but he bound them behind me, hours ago. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at his face and into his cruel eyes. I shivered. Do you know what this is? He asked me as he held something silver in front of my face. I shook my head as he settled in between my legs. "This is a ring that has my family crest on it. I'm going to use it to brand you. I can't have you forgetting who you belong to – now can I? It won't matter if Jax ever gets you back, because I will always be the one who broke you. And I'll make sure that you'll never be able to forget that." He smirked. I was shaking and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I didn't my best not to show him any fear. He had me pinned and I couldn't get away. He squeezed my face and crushed his lips to mine. He forced his tongue into my mouth and I gagged. "I'll be back, baby-girl." He said with a wink. "I forgot my lighter in the car."

He walked away and I shuffled to the other side of the room. There is literally nothing here that I can use against him. There's no way that I can just lay here and continue to take it. There's no way that I'll be able to live with myself, if I do. I'll just have to use the parts of my body that I can actually move. I almost feel like myself again. I could barely move the first time that I woke up. I have no idea what he gave me, but I never want to experience anything like it again. I know that much.

As soon as I heard his footsteps, and I leaned against the wall and eased myself up into a standing position. When he looked over at me, he just looked amused.

"Someone got her spunk back. Now we're talking." He practically sang. If anything, he just seemed more turned on that I'm trying to fight back. What is it gonna take with this guy? How has he not been locked away in a nuthouse somewhere? There's no way that people actually think that this level of creeping and harassment is normal…

"Make it easy on yourself and let me leave." I tried. I had to really think about my words and talk slowly, but thankfully, none of them were slurred.

"Now, why would I do a stupid thing like that?" He laughed. He stood still and looked away, before charging at me. I was ready, though, at least I thought that I was. He grabbed my torso and slammed me against the wall. I brought up my knee and slammed it in his groin as hard as I was able. He let out a choked cry. He looked up at me with a sneer and I jerked my head back and head-butted him in the face. Blood started gushing from his face, so I dropped my weight and fell to my knees. I tried to roll away from him and somehow make it to the door. He grabbed my ankle and yanked me back. I cried out, just as a shrill ringing began to go off. Alex started laughing as he pinned me down. "Hey there, Jax, look who finally decided to join the party. Don't you know where we are, yet?" He jeered. He put more weight on my back and I started coughing. "Oh yeah? That's a lot of talk, when someone else is here with your girl. Does it really matter if you know where we are, if she's dead, when you get here? Even if I don't kill her, I can still have fun with her and you can still hear her screams."

He tossed the phone aside, but I doubt he hung up. He got off of me long enough to pull me up on my knees and hold me there from behind. I heard something click and prayed it wasn't a lighter.

"Careful, baby-girl, this is going to hurt." Alex warned me. I gritted my teeth together and tried to brace myself for the pain. I heard the sizzle before I felt the red hot pain. A scream erupted from my throat, before I could stop it. "That's right, baby. Scream real loud, so your man can hear you." He encouraged me. Tears leaked out of the corners of my eyes. He finally moved the ring away from my skin and I wished that I felt an ounce of relief. I screamed when I felt the pain on the inside of my other thigh. "Baby, you have no idea how much this is turning me on." He groaned. I felt silent tears jerk through me as he tore away my underwear. He picked up something and placed it next to my stomach. It was cold and sharp. I hissed as it broke my skin. "So you don't get any ideas about what fighting this… but then again, I do love a good fight." He mused. I heard him fumble with his pants and I couldn't help fighting it. I didn't want this. I definitely don't want him. I have no idea how to get myself out of this.

I whimpered, when I felt him push inside of me. I didn't have any more time to think about it. He didn't give me any time to adjust. He just built up a rough, unrelenting rhythm. I tried to move away, but it was no use. The knife kept cutting into my flesh, but it didn't matter. I just wanted him off of me.

"Stop fighting this and you might actually enjoy it." He teased. That only made me panic harder. He moved the hand that the knife was in and repositioned it. The tip of the knife was digging into my lower abdomen. With every thrust, the knife kept cutting deeper and deeper. The pain is just getting worse. I hiccupped and slammed my eyes closed, when the metal finally slid the rest of the way inside of my stomach. I coughed and he moved harder. He gripped a handful of my hair with his free hand and yanked my head back. He let go of my hair and squeezed my throat. Things started to get darker and darker.