Taylor's POV
"Taylor. Help me" I hear Christian beg. I look over at him and see tears in his eyes. I kneel down to his level.
"Why should I?"
"Because you're…right…I'm still…her Submissive" Finally he realizes it. Only took a good ass beating for him to get it.
"If I help you, you play by my rules. Whatever I say goes. No questions asked. You got it?" He nods his head.
"Yes" He said weakly.
"Now get cleaned up we have a lot of work to do" He rolls his eyes and tries to get up but he is still tied to the bed.
"Sorry" I untie the rope from the bed. He tries to stand but he ends up falling on his knees and screams out in pain. Shit I really fucked up him up big time.
"Gail" I call out to my wife from the doorway of the playroom. She comes running up the stairs with fear in her eyes. She looks at the door on the floor then to me. Her eyes widen when she sees Christian laying on the hardwood floor of the playroom.
"Oh my god. Is…is he dead?" She whispers.
"No, but he will be if he doesn't follow orders" I look down at him. "Help me carrying him to the guest room down the hall" She walks over to his side and I follow. We both crouch down and take an arm and throw it over our shoulder and lift him.
It takes us longer than I expected to get him into the guestroom. He is nothing but dead weight. He passed out just as we reached the bedroom.
We lowered him onto the floor. Gail pulled the duvet off the bed and came back over to help.
"Grab his feet" She did. "On the count of three we're going to lift him onto the bed" She nods.
"One, two, three. Lift"
We lifted him onto the bed and Gail quickly went into auction. She went into the bathroom and turned the sink on. She grabbed one of the washbasins from under the sink and filled it with warm water. She went into the small linen closet and grabbed a few washcloths and threw them in the basin.
She came back in the bedroom with her hands filled. She placed the basin on the nightstand and began to remove the button up shirt Christian was wearing. She gasps at the marks that are on his body then turns to look at me in horror.
"Oh Jason" She sighs.
"I know darling, but it needed to be done"
"I understand" Gail said to me as she takes one of the washcloths and begins to clean the blood from Christian's face.
"I'll be back in a few minutes. I need to make a few phone calls" I lean down and kiss the top of her head.
"Ok" She looks up at me and smiles.
"Gail?" I say as I reach the door to the guestroom.
"Yeah?"
"I love you"
"I love you too" She blows me a kiss and I pretend as if I caught it. She lets out a slight giggle before turning her attention back to Christian.
Walking out of the bedroom, down the hallway, down the stairs and into the great room. Gail must have cleaned the blood from the floor while I had Christian upstairs in the playroom. Bless her. I take my phone from my back pocket and start dialing. First person I call is Ray.
I inform Ray of what had just taken place here at Escala. He told me he wanted to come down and shake my hand in person. I told him it wasn't needed. The next person I call was Andrea. I let her know that Elena "Bitch troll" Lincoln is no longer allowed on any property owned by Christian. She is to be put on the black list. As well as letting her know that Christian won't be returning to GEH for a while and that it might be a good idea to let Roz handle everything for the time being.
Next call I made was to Welsh. I told him to get ahold of whoever he needed to, because we are taking that bitch down. I'm not going to stand here any longer and let her walk all over him.
I also call Sawyer to inform him and find out how Ana is doing. Sawyer informs me that Ana is being well taking care of by her mother and Grace. They make sure she eats and drinks plenty of fluids. I still can't believe that ass hole wanted her to get rid of it. I still remember the day that my ex told me she was pregnant with Sophie. I was over the moon. I was going to be a father. Although a few years after Sophie was born or marriage turned to shit. To this day I still thank my ex for giving me something worth living for.
Gail's POV
I can't believe Jason did this to Mr. Grey. I swear that man has lost his marbles. I understand why he did it, although I think he could have went with a different approach.
I'm sitting on the edge of the bed with a cool washcloth, cleaning the blood off of Mr. Grey's face. His one eye is swollen shut.
"I'm so sorry Mr. Grey," I whisper.
"Ana?" Mr. Grey croaks out.
"No Mr. Grey, it's me Gail. I'm just cleaning you up a bit"
"Where…..where's Ana?" He opens his one good eye and looking around the best that he can.
"Awe you poor thing. Mrs. Grey is still in Georgia with her mother"
"Tell her….tell her I'm s-sorry" His eye closes and he falls back to sleep. My hand covers my mouth to try and hold back the sob that wants to escape. I truly hope that he follows everything that Jason tells him to do. I also hope that Mrs. Grey finds it in her heart to forgive him.