The first thing Helen noticed when she woke up was that Adam was gone.
She was lying face down on the bed with her panties around her ankles.
She figured she must've finally passed out during his brutal assault.
Her body felt cold and stiff, goosebumps rose on her skin which made her wounds hurt even more.
She had trouble moving, but she managed to push herself up and sit on the edge of the bed.
She remained seated for a few seconds as she felt incredible dizzy when she moved.
When the dizziness subsided she slowly pulled her panties back up, she hissed loudly as the pain became evident once more.
She was afraid to look at the damage Adam had done, but she didn't have to look to closely to notice the blood and semen on the inside of her legs.
When her panties were back in place, she slowly got off the bed and tried to stand on her own.
Her knees buckled a little bit at first but she soon gained enough strength to slowly but steady walk around.
With almost every step she took she stopped and listened for any sounds of Adam returning, she figured he wouldn't leave her alone for too long.
But when he came back she would be ready, she would make him pay.
She was blinded with the hatred she felt for that man, her rapist, she shuddered again at the thought and was immediately reminded of the incredible pain between her legs.
She hated the way she felt and looked at that moment, so weak and broken, that was so unlike the fearless Helen Magnus everyone knew and that she was used to being.
As she took in her surroundings she picked her pants up from the floor and slowly pulled them back up over her cold and bruised legs, trying her very best to forget about the blood and stickiness between her thighs.
Putting the pants back on hurt like crazy but at least it protected her a little from the cold, and it protected the last bit of dignity she had left.
She was taking slow steps towards the door to see if it would lead her out of there.
With every step she took she felt the throbbing pain between her legs and she tried her very best to not let out any moans of pain that were threatening to spill.
When she finally reached the door she heard footsteps, someone was coming.
Her heart started racing with many different emotions at once and for a moment she stood there frozen.
When the footsteps came closer she reached for a glass vase that was on top of the mantle, and she quietly crept behind the door.
She held the vase high in the air waiting for what she believed was Adam to come back inside.
The door opened slowly and a man stepped inside, there wasn't much light so all Helen could really see was a silhouette.
When the mysterious man walked further into the room Helen hit him hard over the head with the vase.
The vase burst into a thousand little pieces and the man fell to the floor with a loud crash, as he moaned with pain while holding his bloody head in his hands, Helen grabbed the biggest piece of glass from the floor.
It immediately began to cut her flesh but she didn't seem to notice, all she was focused on was killing the bastard that did this to her.
As Helen approached her target the man suddenly made eye contact with her "Magnus?"
Helen recognized the familiar voice and returned the look "Will?" she surprisingly said.
Will continued to look shocked at Helen standing there with bleeding hands holding a shard of glass.
Helen slowly lowered her hands and dropped the glass shard when she noticed Will staring at her hands, she then also looked down and noticed the blood seeping through her fingers for the first time.
"Jesus Magnus, what the hell is going on?" Will asked while softly touching his aching head.
Magnus swallowed, kept her gaze focused on him but remained silent.
Will then took in her appearance, and he quickly noticed her pale skin and swollen eyes.
He then noticed that her clothing was ripped but that she tied it together to cover herself, he then looked at her hands and saw the bloody bruises on her wrists and the severe shaking of her hands.
"What happened to you?" Will worriedly asked her.
"Nothing" Magnus quickly responded while walking away from him, avoiding his stare.
"You look like hell Magnus" Will continued while slowly getting up from the floor, he felt a little dizzy as he stood up so he leaned against the wall for support.
"We got into a fight" Magnus coldly said standing with her back to her protégée.
"Did he hurt you?" Will asked concerned while at the same time laying his hand on her shoulder.
Helen flinched. "Don't touch me!" she yelled at him.
"Yes of course he hurt me, we fought" she angrily said.
Will already knew there was way more to it than she was willing to admit, but didn't exactly know how to get her to tell him.
"Magnus, Worth is dead" Will said walking to stand in front of her.
Helen sighed visibly and her eyes started to well up again, she quickly turned around making sure Will didn't notice this.
"Magnus please talk to me" Will softly said to her, gently touching her shoulder again forgetting she didn't want him to touch her.
Helen flinched again and moved to step away from Will, Will however grabbed her upper arm and whirled her around to face him.
She immediately started to wrestle away from his grasp wanting him to let her go, as she was fighting him all of her emotions suddenly surfaced.
She started crying uncontrollably and he wrapped his arms around her.
Helen stopped struggling and gave into the hug, unable to keep herself together anymore.
"What happened?" he asked again never letting go of her shaking form.
She just kept sobbing not being able to answer him, "Magnus please what happened?".
"He raped me Will" she said, the sound of her voice so soft it sounded more like a whisper.
Will sighed deeply and held her even closer to him.
"Oh god!" Helen cried into his chest. She was so upset she couldn't stand anymore and she slid to the floor.
Will never released her and joined her on the floor, she crawled into his arms and continued to sob while Will held her close wanting to take all her pain away from her.
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