He gets a tight hold on my shirt with both hands and is about to tear it apart. Fresh tears spill down and I squirm terribly under him. Suddenly I feel light as if the weight on me is no more. Did I pass out from anxiety?

I open my eyes slowly, very slowly,
praying for this to be some bad dream. I look in horror. This ain't any dream but reality. He is still there but this time not on me but in the hands of my savior who's also my life wrecker actually, Blake. 

"How dare you son of a bitch!" Blake roars and throws punches at his face. They both start an intense fight where both of them deliver almost equal punches and kicks to each other. Both bleed and look horrible. Fresh bruises appear on Blake's face as the guy punches him on his left cheek. He lunges another punch at Blake but this time Blake dodges it and instead punches him in the stomach. The guy falls on his knees and whimpers in pain. Blake keeps kicking him all the way cursing him for touching his girl, and I assume that's me who he is talking about.  

I feel hands on my shoulder from behind, startling me. I look behind to see Andrew gently rising me up to my feet. I still feel my legs weak so I wobble but Andrew doesn't let me fall. "Sorry." This is the only thing he says to me before moving to the angry Blake. Andrew gets hold of Blake's hand and stops him from beating the other guy to the pulp. The guy somehow manages to stand on his feet and shoots me a death glare. 

Gathering up the newly found courage I walk up to him with not-so-firm legs. I stand right in front of him. For some reason, I don't feel fear anymore, maybe because there are other people around now, to be exact, the very people who wrecked my life but would never let anyone else touch me at all. Taking a deep breath, I glance at Blake and then at Andrew who looks at me in utter confusion. And with one swing motion, I slap the guy hard on his face, making him turn his stupid, idiotic, and good-for-nothing face to his right. 

"Don't you ever dare come near me and touch me!" I warn him with a murderous look and turn my body towards the house's direction. Suddenly, I'm in the air as Blake picks me up bridal style. I tell him to let me down but he denies it strongly, reminding me that my legs aren't helping much to support me. My hands shoot up in pain and I realize it has been bruised just yesterday and today I've got fresh purple bruises on my neck and arms. Blake puts me down on the sofa in the living room and orders Martha to bring the first aid kit. Andrew follows behind us with the guy.

"Get Luca out of my sight, Andrew." Blake demands and his brother drags that guy out of the room to somewhere I don't even care. 

"Who is he?" I ask Blake. 

"Luca." He answers and I squint my eyes at him. 

"Are you really dumb or pretending to be? I clearly heard you telling his name when you ordered Andrew earlier. I'm asking, who exactly is he?" 

"My cousin." He replies while putting the ointment on my new bruises. 

"Okay, so the whole family is sick. Is there anyone else I must know about? I don't feel safe anymore in this house." I speak the truth and look him in the eye. 

He studies me for a moment but maintains his stern look in the silence. "I'm sorry." The mighty Blake apologizes all of a sudden but I don't care. Their sorry doesn't give me any comfort and neither can it change the fact that his cousin molested me a few minutes ago. I won't forgive and forget this. 

"If you think, your sorry is gonna make me forget what happened then wake up please. It's all because of you. If you hadn't turned my life upside down by forcing me to live with you, I'd have enjoyed and lived my life peacefully as every other normal human does. Your family is complicated and sick and that's your problem, not mine. I never asked for this and I don't want to get involved with your family or you anymore. So please just leave me alone and cut the good boy crap you have been showing me for the past few days." I remind him of his faults. About his mistakes of bringing me into his life. I don't deserve this and neither does any other girl do. His eyes soften as I remind him of how much trouble he has become to me. 

He deserves to know. Just because it makes him feel sad, I can't tolerate this shit. If you decide to hurt me then I won't sit back and let you do it. Suddenly I feel too tired and my head feels dizzy. I look at the double Blake and blink my eyes to clear the blur vision. But then I see two syringes in both Blake's hands and I realize he injected me without my knowledge. And with that, darkness consumes me and I fall on something soft, probably the sofa. 

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Blake's POV:

It's been four days and she hasn't talked to me. I know, things that happened with her can't be forgiven but she should understand that it's only me and Andrew who can save her. She's stubborn and doesn't trust me. I've been trying to save her from the wrath of my dad and Luca. But it already happened, and I can't let it get any worse. There's no way I can undo what has been already done but I promise, I won't sit idle if things gets messed up again. 

"Baby, you must be in your room today at any cost." I request her coz I don't want to force her. She is free, at least in this house she is. But today she must stay inside or something worse can happen which I don't want to imagine. 

"Get the fuck out of this room!" She yells and I clench my fist, trying to control the anger. For the past four days, I've been controlling my temper and have ignored her anger and disrespect. And all she has done is, keep pushing my buttons. 

"Listen to me, I'm not telling this for my sake. Luca and dad are coming, so if you want to meet them, then feel free to come outside." I inform her with gritted teeth. She never listens to me, but I hope this piece of information will make her agree to my request.

"I don't fucking care who comes here, and I don't have any mood to go outside your room. So, get off this bed and please, for hell's sake, leave.me.alone." she joins her palm in frustration and walks past me towards the window. 

"Better. But I'll leave when I want to. You don't get to order around here." I walk to her and grab her healing arm softly and turn her around. She looks me in the eye for a second before looking away.  Her habit of looking away and rolling her eyes never dissolves. 

"Don't you think, you are acting up way too much?" This time I didn't need to make her look at me coz my words get the best of her anger. 

"Acting up, huh?" She retorts as she squints her eyes. I can see her hand balling into a fist and I know what's coming next, so I took hold of it in time before she could punch me. 

"Don't you dare try this again!" I sneer while she groans in frustration. I pull her closer by the waist and kiss her on the forehead. Her face distorts in disgust and I smirk, adding fuel to her anger. 

"I gotta go. Behave, okay." I kiss her one last time but this time on her cheek and she swings her hand in the air but I dodge and run out of the door, locking her in the room.

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