A/N: I do not own anything Twilight related, SM does.

Sorry it has been a while. Real life has been quite hectic. A lot of birthdays, plus work shit equals less time to write.

BE WARNED this chapter is very dark and if you're not 18, or are kind of a softy, I do not recommend reading it.

(It's not for the faint hearted.)

P.S. I am hoping to commence a schedule for my updates, and will try to make it every Friday. Updates will HOPEFULLY be longer than this one. Will aim for 3,000 words each chapter. This one is roughly 1,820.

Safe Harbour

Chapter 11: Hold me Tight

~ Flashback ~

Walking towards my front door, I unlocked it before making my way into my apartment. Dropping my briefcase on the dinner table, I quickly moved into the kitchen; craving some wine. After the day I'd had at work, alcohol was what I needed.

It was as I poured the yellow liquid into my glass, that I noticed the noise. Being used to going home to silence, I realised it wasn't the case this time. With furrowed eyebrows revealing my confusion, I stepped towards my bedroom, where the noise seemed to be originating from.

As I reached my half-way open door, I realised the noises were groans. Or more correctly, moans of pleasure.

Swallowing loudly, I knew I didn't want to go inside and see what was making the noise. I knew what I would find. Demetri. On my bed. Fucking some guy. Most likely a twink.

I stupidly gave him a key to my place a couple of weeks before. Oh how I regretted it.

Shit, I knew he was fucking other guys as well as me; but to actually see it? For it to actually occur on my bed? That was messed up.

So why did I let him?

God knows.

Pushing the door lightly, the scene before my eyes was pretty much what I was expecting. With Demetri on his knees, his ass tensed and flexed every time he thrust hard into the guy on all fours in front of him. With his hands on my headboard, the stranger looked different to what I expected.

Not quite a twink, as his muscles and body build rivalled Dee's ones.

Their strong, muscular bodies moved together rough and fast with each of Dee's thrusts.

"Oh God," I groaned quietly in disgust.

Hearing me, Dee turned around and smirked when he saw me.

"Edward baby, how was your day?"

I hated the fact that he thought this was normal. He thought it completely fine that while he was in a relationship with a girl, he could have me on the side for regular fucks, but at the same time sleep with other guys as well.

Why did I let him treat me like this?

Demetri would never be satisfied in a monogamous relationship. Clearly.

"Pretty shit, but I'm guessing yours was better by the look of things," I said, gathering some courage. I wanted them off my bed! I wanted them out of my apartment!

He chuckled as he continued to fuck the stranger. "Yes, my day's been good. But, right now it would be better if you joined us. Come over here?"

By experience and time, I knew this wasn't a question; it was a demand. And I knew what happened when I didn't obey him; but I didn't want to touch him or his friend with a ten foot pole right now. Just watching them gave me the urge to vomit and have a shower. I could see their sweat creating moist patches on my bed sheets.

"No. And when you're done in here, clean the sheets." Turning around and slamming the door, I could hear and feel my heartbeat rapidly increasing as I walked back into the kitchen. Grabbing my wine glass, I gulped the rest of it down.

The sound of my bedroom door being opened followed by loud footstep, caused fear to course through my body once again.

What would he do this time?

His face was full of fury as he walked towards me naked, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths.

"Dem-"

I was cut off as he roughly picked me up and carried me back to my bedroom.

"Demetri, please. Don't do anything you'll regret, I-I-I might not forgive you this time…" I whimpered.

"Shut the fuck up! You'll do as I say Edward, if you do, you won't get hurt. Got it?"

A sob fell from my mouth as he pushed me onto the bed and swiftly started to undress me.

"Dee-"

"Stop talking! Do I have to gag you too?" he growled.

Tears fell when I was completely naked in front of him and the stranger kneeling next to me; watching me cry.

"Now, stay down while I fuck you. And J? Sit on his face."

I lay still as Demetri quickly prepared me with lube and his fingers. Placing another condom on, he caused me to yelp in pain; his cock impaling me.

I cry quietly and the stranger straddling my chest strokes my cheek softly.

By his bloodshot eyes, I can tell he was on some kind of drug. I wondered briefly if Demetri had drugged him or just found him like this. Either way, there was a slight chance he didn't want to be here either.

"Hurry the fuck up you two!"

With his command, J, roughly pushed his cock inside my mouth, causing me to gag a little.

As they both continued to thrust inside me, I cried. J's thumbs stayed on my cheeks; wiping the tears as they fell.

"I'm – I'm gonna cum now." The stranger said.

Grateful that he warned me, I moved my neck and tongue to help for a better angle. When he spurted his seed into my mouth, I swallowed with a sob. J called out my name as he came.

After that, Demetri's thrusts increased in pace and depth. Fucking me so hard it hurt.

"Demetri, please. You're hurting me…" I sobbed.

"Sshh," J said as he moved further down my body and gazed into my eyes. Wiping my cheeks, he gently kissed them, followed by my eyes, and finally lips. Our tongues moved together as I tried to use the kiss to distract me from the pain.

Dee had never fucked me so brutally before. It made me think that something must have happened to make him so angry.

J moved his right hand from my cheek, down to my cock. I yelped in shock as I realised I was hard.

How was I hard in this situation?

I didn't want this!

Why did my body betray me like this?

But as J continued to stroke me gently, that and his kissing distracted me enough from the pain to eventually bring about an orgasm. This caused Demetri to finally come as well before pulling out hurriedly.

"Aah!" I screamed in absolute pain.

My ass hurt so much.

"Stop being such a fucking baby!" Demetri shouted before pushing J out of the way and punching me in the face repeatedly.

"Demetri!" J exclaimed.

Pain was everywhere.

I hurt everywhere.

I wanted to die right now.

"Oh fuck…baby…" Demetri's whispers broke through my haze, but I didn't want to listen. I carefully rolled onto my side and curled up into a ball. When I tried to open my eyes, I couldn't see. My face hurt.

I could feel and smell the blood.

I flinched when a body lined itself up behind me, wrapping their arm around me and cocooning me in their warmth.

"Edward, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. But baby it wouldn't have happened if you weren't crying. You know not to cry," Demetri said from the bathroom door.

I realised then that J was lying behind me. I watched, confused, as Demetri gave J a nod and a smirk before going in and taking a shower.

My sobs quieted down as J tentatively stroked my cheek and hummed.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

As I felt him lift my leg and spread my cheeks, I closed my eyes and prayed to God that I would either pass out or die.

My prayer was answered. Right as he pushed inside of my tortured hole, everything went black….

~ End of Flashback ~

Emmett whimpers as he holds me tighter. I look up to see his wet cheeks. It's been ten minutes since I told him that memory. I'm not quite sure why I picked that one to start off with. Perhaps because it was the second last time I saw Demetri.

"The next morning I found his copy of my apartment key…on my kitchen bench. And I hid it before he left," I whisper, breaking the silence.

Emmett nods, pulling me roughly into a tight embrace and causing me to gasp. Moving us, he lays me down on the couch before lying on top of me; covering and protecting me in his safe, warm arms. Tucking me in between his body and the back of the couch, he kisses me. All over my face and hair as he hold me tight.

"Edward," he whispers. "Edward… I. I don't know what to say. I-. I'm so, so sorry you had to experience that. If I ever see Demetri I could not promise you that I wouldn't kill him. I know how bad it sounds, and I know it probably doesn't make me any better than him. But if I saw him, nothing would stop me from inflicting an unbelievable level of pain on him. I literally want him to die for what he's done to you. Not only has he treated you so badly, but he's traumatised you."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Edward. Baby. Remember when you fainted after my awesome kiss?" he chuckled lightly before becoming serious. "You had a panic attack because you thought I was D - I was him."

I nod as I reluctantly recall that happening.

"And when you're eyes first landed on me? Fuck, it was like you saw a ghost. I scared you so much."

A couple of tears fall. "I know. I'm sorry. But it's only because I saw what you looked like and, I didn't know what you were really like, and – and – looks can be deceiving… But – but you don't scare me now Emmie. I know you're good. I know you're safe."

"Sshh, it's okay baby. You don't need to apologise at all. Experience with a fuck head like him only taught you to expect bad things when it came to…muscular men. If I do say so myself…" he smiles.

I love how he tries to lighten the mood all the time. I wrap my legs loosely around his hips.

Craning my neck, I reach to kiss his lips softly. "Thank you for listening… it kinda' does feel good to talk about it, even though it hurts."

"You're welcome, and thank you for telling me. Any time you feel or want to talk to me about it, let me know. I'm always here to listen and help. Okay?"

Nodding, I yawn unexpectedly.

"You're tired. How about we move to my bedroom? Have a little nap?"

I can't help but smile as he lifts me gently, carrying me bridal style up the stairs and into what I expect is his room.

I don't even get the chance to observe it at all. As he places me down carefully, my eyes close and I'm out as soon my head hits the pillow.

So….yeah. Bit of a dark memory for Edward.

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