Chapter 11

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Holly's POV:

I felt awful, knowing that the Rebels were going to such great lengths to keep a straggler like me alive. I hadn't felt well since my episode, my stomach curling often. We had taken refuge inside the abandon hospital for the night, as Benson and Damien searched frantically for the equipment I needed. Melody and Delilah stayed by my side, talking to me and laughing as though all was well. I watched out the shattered window frame, staring blankly into the black night. My body relaxed, and my eyes became heavy. The girls's laughter and gossip faded and I closed my eyes, and a deep sleep took over my body.

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The next morning, I awoke to the frantic skittering of feet. I slid my eyes open, and glanced over to my left. The Rebels lay on the floor, sleeping heavily. Damien sleeping in a kneeling position, his arms crossed over the side of the bed I lay on. I smiled, reaching up to rub his head. He groaned softly in his sleep, leaning into my hand. I jumped as a deep chuckle pierced the silence. "He's like a dog, isn't he?" The voice made me tremble, it's deep and seductive tone rung in mockery. I slowly turned my head to the right, seeing the attractive nightmare I never wanted to lay eyes on again. He was leaned against the window frame, arms crossed, his lips parted in a chilling smirk. "Xavier...." My voice trembled, fear taking over me. He took a threatening step forward, "And this time, I'm not alone." He warned, and a hot hand wrapped around my forearm, squeezing painfully around my bruised skin. I whirled my head around, staring into crimson eyes. "How ya holdin' up, concubine?" His voice shook my nerves. Kieran, his rough tongue grazing behind my ear. I shivered, and cried out softly. I wanted Damien to wake up, to save me. My body was too weak to fight back. I heard a sharp scream, and jerked my head over. Two other Arethians stood over Melody and Delilah. They had already bound Benson up, his body attempting to jerk free of the binds. Damien was left free, but his head rose. Xavier came over, gripping the back of his shirt and throwing his back. Damien hit the far wall, his body cringing. I watched in horror, as Kieran continued to feel my body. He ran is tongue down my neck, his scarred hands pinning my wrists back. A year slid down my cheek, as Xavier continued to pummel Damien. The other Rebels were bound back, and faced to the sparring men. I heard Damien rip a scream of pain, his body cracking under Xavier flying fists. "Stop! Please, your killing him!" I screamed, Kieran holding me back. My body shook with raw sobs. Xavier stopped, and Damien's body slid down the wall, his head slumping limply forward. Xavier turned to me, and a wide grin spread across his face. "Kieran, give the whore something to keep her occupied." I turned to Kieran in horror as he released one of my wrists. He threw me to my kneels on the tile, but held me up by one wrist. He reached down to the front if his jeans, unzipping them and releasing his limp member. I jerked my head away, avoiding the sight. But he pressed I firmly to my cheek, the hot organ pulsing as it stiffened slightly. Tears poured down my face, and I heard the other Rebels yelling for me. Damien, raised his hand, shakily, reaching for me. "N-no.. Holly-y..." His croaked. Xavier cackled, "It's either that, or he dies 'Baby Girl'." He said. I shivered, but the answer was obvious. I wasn't going to let Damien die, so I swallowed my pride. I turned back to Kieran, lifting my eyes to meet his. I opened my mouth, and ran my tongue across the soft skin of his shaft. He winced, and suppressed a soft moan. I took his member into my mouth, bobbing my head onto it. I continued this, until he released onto my tongue. It was salty, and bitter. I gagged slightly, but swallowed. Xavier let out a loud laugh, and Kieran released me. My body hit the tile, but I pulled myself up. I wiped my mouth on my wrist, an glared at Xavier. He smirked, and behind his sat Damien. His eyes wide, shocked at my actions. "There, now leave him alone! I killed Brunt, not him! Kill me, not him!" I yelled, pure hate tainted my tongue. Xavier chuckled, walking to me. Damien tried to move, "No..!" He let out, but fell to the tile. His body was beaten, but if I acted now, he would live. Xavier grabbed my chin, yanking my face up, "You think this is about Brunt? That bastard brother of mine came rot in Hell for all I care. I want revenge for the beating you gave me." He chuckled, then continued, "And a few first class public execution is a great way to teach you a lesson." He grinned, hinting to the Rebels. I trembled, anger running through my blood, "No!" I scream, swinging a weak arm at him. He caught it, slamming my body against the bed behind me. Kieran held my arms to the mattress, as Xavier gripped me between my thighs. I cried out, pain mixed with a sickening pleasure shot from my groin. I turned my head, burying my face into the sheets. I heard Delilah and Melody's screams fade as they were caries away, and Benson dragged behind them. Damien remained in the room, beaten. Blood ran through his lips, and he jerked his body. He couldn't reach me, and before his eyes, I was raped by the two Arethian men that held me down. Damien's emerald eyes slid closed, after. His body giving way to the pain.