Disclaimer: I own nothing but the Original Characters in this story. I am only using Kurt Sutter's characters from Sons of Anarchy. He created the characters and the show—I am in no way taking any credit for his creations. This story is for entertainment only.
Content/Warnings: Violence against both men and women including rape.
Summary:
Adelaide Watson is fleeing Tennessee—on the run from her violent past.
When she has a car accident on a lonely road in Charming, California, she has no choice but to walk to town for help. But help comes to her instead. In a very unexpected way.
Trigger Warning: This has as delicately written a rape scene as was possible. I couldn't get around it but I made it as vague as was possible. Just a head's up.
Prologue_Chapter 1
"What are you trying to say, Laidey?"
"It's over, Liam," Adelaide Watson whispered, her voice trembling. She tried to face her soon to be ex-boyfriend bravely from across their dinner table. "I can't let you continue to control my life. You're making me do things I don't feel comfortable with."
Seemingly trying to control his rage, Liam Walker took a deep breath before speaking. "What have I ever done to make you uncomfortable," he asked, more than a hint of condescension in his tone.
Beat me half to death, for one, Adelaide thought sardonically. "Insisting I live with you," she answered instead. "I'm not comfortable with that, especially since we've never had sex. But you forced me to move in anyway. I'm afraid you'll expect sex next, and that can't—won't—happen. Because we're not married. And I don't love you."
"We'll be married soon," Liam stated, taking a sip of his red wine. "I'm sure you'll feel more comfortable with it then."
"We…W-we won't be married soon," she stammered, and then silently scolded herself for her fear. Clearing her throat softly and forcing a bravado she didn't feel, she spoke again, "We're not going to be married ever. I just told you—I don't love you. It's over. I'm through being controlled and beaten—scared to death. I'm taking my life back, Liam."
It all happened in a blur.
In the next instant, the table was flipped effortlessly, and Adelaide felt herself falling backward in her chair. Her head exploded in pain as it smacked down against the hard wood floor.
"No," she whimpered torpidly as Liam grabbed her by the throat. Attempting to fight back, she slapped and clawed at his face in the hopes of freeing herself so she could run. He drew his fist back and drove it into her cheekbone to stun her. When that didn't work well enough, he latched onto a hank of her long, dark hair and drove the back of her head against the floor even harder than the first time it hit.
Adelaide's blue eyes dimmed slightly and her grip on his wrist slipped. More than a little dazed, she melted against the floor and battled the urge to let her eyes fall closed.
"You are mine, Laidey," Liam growled in her ear, "and you WILL do whatever I tell you to. Got that?"
"I…h-hate…you…" Adelaide managed to push the words past her lips and then immediately flinched in preparation for the hard blow that was sure to come.
And it did. Lightning quick, he stood to his feet and issued her a hard kick to the rib cage. She cried out softly as the air whooshed from her lungs. She heard a slight cracking sound and fought for a small breath of oxygen to enter her lungs. "L-Liam…please…" she sobbed, pushing futilely at his hard chest. She was vaguely aware of the sound of a zipper, and then her skirt was being hiked up over her hips. She was yanked downward across the floor as he moved his body over hers.
"No," she managed to scream, and began fighting him again. "STOP IT!"
She received a hard slap and then felt her top rip open. Liam lowered his head and buried his face against her chest. Adelaide sobbed, and began striking his head with her balled up fists. This only seemed to enrage him further however, and he pulled her closer against his body, sinking his teeth into the tender flesh of her neck.
"No one will have you but me," he snarled in her face as she shrieked. "I'm going to take you, and then kill you. No one else will have you, ever—only me!"
"No," she sobbed softly, "Please, Liam…"
With a sadistic grin, he grabbed hold of her body and pulled it impossibly close against his.
Adelaide's untried body screamed in protest as he proceeded to rape her. She felt a ripping sensation within her body from the fury of his assault. "PLEASE, STOP IT," she screamed, frantic with the need for the pain to stop. Tears streamed from her eyes, but Liam never even paused for her body to adjust to the invasion.
She pushed at his chest and shoulders as he moved, but he ignored her struggle and continued his savage invasion of her body.
Adelaide reached up above her head, her hands scrambling, searching for an object—anything to use as a weapon. And in the next instant, her fingers closed around the edging of her heavy, ceramic fruit bowl that had fallen to the floor in their battle.
Immediately, she slammed the bowl down onto his head. He grunted in pain, but it didn't seem to faze him enough for her to get free, so Adelaide brought it down on his head again. And again.
Liam finally slumped against her, fully unconscious. Adelaide nearly succumbed to unconsciousness herself, but forced her eyes to stay open and barely managed to crawl from under Liam's dead weight. Then she quickly grabbed her keys and wallet from the hall table and scrambled for her car.
