A/N: PLEASE READ THIS! I MEAN THE AUTHOR'S NOTE! THIS CHAPTER YOU MAY SKIP SINCE IT SHOULD BE RATED M BUT IT'S ONLY THIS CHAPTER! BUT LOOK FOR THE ITALIC LINE THEN YOU KINDA NEED TO READ THAT PART THAT'S MORE OF A T OR K PART. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD READ THIS CHAPPIE I'LL SUM IT UP HERE SO IF YOU WANT A SURPRISE TO READ BELOW THAN DON'T READ THIS SUM UP!
SUM UP: The guys try to rape Rose and they don't them just scare the living Hell out of her. So yeah! LOOK FOR THE ITALIC LINES!
Rose POV:
I woke up cuddled back up in Riley's arms. It hurt, just about every time I moved. I ignored the pain, hard as it was. I went back to sleep and woke later. I wasn't in Riley's arms anymore. Something moved in the corner behind me. "Riley?" I asked hope, fear, and worry all sorted into my voice.
All of a sudden I was tossed over someone's shoulder. "HEY!" I screeched. I was being carried up the stairs, and the man ignored my struggles and cries. "Shut her up!" I heard from the basement door, which the man went through. My eyes widened ten times bigger than they ever had as I noticed the interior of the home. It was my home. My old one. I used to live here with mom…I choked back on a sob at the horrid vivid memories of the night my mom died. Doing my homework on that couch, getting a call from the police, waiting sickly for Chelsea to be with me…everything. As we passed the bathroom, I remembered throwing my guts out (puking) into that toilet, nana holding my hair back as we cried. It was all so horrid. I let out a strangled cry as I saw my old room. It was the same as I left it, when I knew I could only bring a few things when I went to live with Ben. There were even still some pictures. I threw my head down spotting one of me and Chelsea when we were ten. I wondered what happened to that girl until he threw me into our old guest room. I was thrown onto something hard…but it was soft. A bed? NO!
"NO!" I screamed. "Weren't you told to shut up." He said in a raspy tone. I felt the tears return to my purple eyes and tried to push them back but after this I'd never be able to. I got up off the bed and tried to rush to the closed door but two other guys were blocking my path. They were struggling to get a grip on something they were holding firmly. Uh-oh. Not something. Someone. Riley was being forced to watch me! I was tackled back onto the mattress, and I let out another strangled cry escape my throat. "N-n-no!" I screamed sobbing. "It's alright…we just wanna have fun with our little hostage." He smashed his lips into mine ignoring my protests. I bit his tongue that was so far shoved into my mouth, and he lunged back.
"Bitch!" He shouted taking a chokehold on my throat, and making me gasp for air breathing in writhing in pain. He finally let go and I thrashed and thrashed to get out of his grip. "Get off of her!" Riley shouted. "Pl-lease…let me go." I whispered tears blurring my sight of much of anything. "Shut up!" He yelled to Riley.
"And you," He turned to me, "Should stop moving, now." He growled. "Or you can watch your little boyfriend over there die."
"No! Let him GO!" I screamed.
"Now, why would I do that?" He whispered his breath on my ear. I gasped as his cold hands slid under my shirt pressed on my stomach. Suddenly he was pushed to the side and hell broke loose in the room. Riley had tackled him off of me. I gasped and scrambled up, only to be tackled again by someone else whose shirt was already off. The other guys were fighting with Riley. "Riley!" I called. "Don't hurt him!" I cried doing my best to slip out of the iron locked grip on my wrists, and weight on my own body. "It's useless, girl." The man on top of me taunted. He got his face all close to mine leaning down to kiss me, but first he slid his hand behind my head to feel my hair, and smashed his lips into mine shoving his tongue in and pulling my hair every time I tried to protest. "Wow, you're good…" He murmured more to himself than me. He started remove my shirt kissing my bare shoulders and neck. I screamed and found adrenaline rushes go racing through my heart, brain, and soul gaining the ability to shove him off my body. I tried to race to Riley, but the door opened and someone grabbed me before I could get any farther than a yard and a half or so from Riley. I snapped. I lost it, went insane. My head spun black spots dotted my vision. "Clearly this doesn't know what we're capable of. Break her, and she won't struggle." Ian had nabbed me. I hyperventilated as he referred to me as this. "Stop it!" I screamed trying to wiggle my wrists out of his grasp. He slapped me keeping his hold on me, somehow. He managed to carry me, no matter how hard I struggled back through my house that just looking at tortured me, and I cried out,
ITALIC LINE IS HERE I FILL IT WITH RANDOM WORDS AND SUCH HAHA READ FROM HERE UNTIL PRETTY MUCH THE END.
"Let go of me!"
"Alright," Ian agreed throwing me (literally) down the steps into the basement I never dared go into as a younger child. Riley tumbled down the stairs soon after me, and I sobbed staying in the position I had landed in. I even screamed into the cold moist pavement beneath my bloodstained, dirt covered, hands, arms, face and, legs. Soon I felt the motion of coming slightly upward, and realized Riley was putting my light form on his lap. "Rose…it's going to be alright. I promise." He murmured slowly sitting me back in his lap and sitting me up. "You-ou c-c-can't s-s-sa-ay-y th-th-tha-a-a-t-t-t-t…" I managed to stammer through the painful sobs. "I promise. I'll do whatever it takes to make you safe again. I promise."
"R-Riley, Th-they're- we're in my o-old h-house." My sobs slowed and soon I was only shaking in Riley's lap. "I s-saw my old room, kitchen, bathroom, living room-m…." I trailed. "That was the guest room." There was fear, pain, and torture in my voice.
He didn't say anything for the longest time. Did he fall asleep? I blinked back tears and turned to see a thoughtful look on his face.
"Rose, you know I love you. I love you with everything. My heart, my head, my life…I promise I'll never love anyone else. And if we don't get out of here I need you to know that I lived these years not only for you, but because of you. I love you with more than I can offer. I need you to know that." He finished.
I was stunned. At first I didn't reply. I couldn't manage a response. So I closed my eyes and waited for my heart to come to me. At last it did.
"Riley…I you're my life. You've been my life since we found the templar treasure. I even dumped that looser Will hoping you'd notice me...you own my heart. It's all yours, and yours to keep. You've touched my life in ways no one has before. I can't loose you now but if I do…you have to know that my life's changed for good, for the better because of you." I began to steady my swaying body, and my eyes turned sad. "Loving someone else, isn't even possible as a though it doesn't make sense. No other person, thing or being in this life, not in this life, wherever it doesn't matter. Nothing could replace you. You're my Riley." I turned to kiss him, and when I did it didn't feel the same. Those men…unfortunately changed me too. The way people (mainly Riley) when he touched me…it felt foreign. I felt a sudden dizziness come on and black spots blurred my sight of Riley Poole. "I'm sorry Riley." I whispered as I passed out.