54Chapter Name: "You Can't Hurt Me Anymore."
Chapter warnings: Abuse, rape, language, mentions of anorexia.
Chapter summary: Ether Kevin, Rayn or Helena will die!
Writers notes: Oh no! Someone's gonna die! Oh no! Gahh!
(Helena's POV)
I wake up a little later to see a nurse.
"Good your up." She says.
"How long have I been out?" I ask.
"Just one day." She says.
I sit up straight and look around. "Is Rayn okay?"
"Rayn is alright, he's sable again." She says.
"Thank God." I say, sighing a sigh of relief. "Can I see him?" I ask.
"Honey, you have to take care of yourself first. You're very sick. When was the last time you ate?" She asks me.
I look down.
"You can tell me Helena."
I sigh..."Three days ago." I say.
"Helena dear, are you anorexic..?" She asks.
"...Yes...I am..." I say.
"Do you have a therapist?" She asks.
I shake my head.
"Do you want one?" She asks.
I shrug.
"well, here's a couple cards to different therapists. You can show them to your Mom or Dad if you want." She says, she hands me some cards.
"Thanks." I say.
"Do you want something to eat?" She asks.
"What do you have that's light and doesn't have many calories?" I ask.
"You can have a sandwich." She says.
"Okay..." I say.
"Turkey or Beef or Ham?" She asks.
"Turkey." I say, remembering that I read somewhere that Turkey only had 28 calories.
"Okay, I'll get you some." she says, leaving the room.
I look down at my hands...
"Helena?" I hear the beautiful voice of someone I know and love so much.
My eyes shoot up and I look at Rayn. Standing there, in front of me, his face still bruised but, he looks better...I think...
Kevin is standing in the door a couple feet away.
"Yeah, Rayn?" I ask.
"I'm leaving...Kevin wants me home so he can...he just wants me home...So he's taking me home." Rayn says.
"Are you sure you wanna leave with him?" I ask.
He looks over at Kevin. "Yeah I'm fine." he says.
"Well okay..." I say.
He bends down and gives me a hug and his lips stop right next to my ear. "I love you..." He whispers, he slides a piece of paper into my hand.
Then he gets up and he leaves.
I open up the paper, wondering what it says. as soon as I read it my stomach turns...
It reads in messy, red pen...
"Save me."
(Rayn's POV)
-Home-
He pushes me into the apartment. His strong hand on my arm, squeezing the life out of it. Its already starting to bruise under the skin. It hurts.
"Please let go of my arm, Kevin, you're hurting me." I whisper.
"Just because I'm your boyfriend doesn't mean I won't hurt you!" He hisses through his teeth.
"Please let me go, I'm sorry!" I cry. I don't even know what I'm even sorry for.
"Shut. Up. You. Faggot." He growls at me. "You let someone else fuck you. You little slut." He says.
"I didn't let them. It was my Dad and he forced me." I cry, pulling my arm away and rubbing it, trying to get the blood flowing again.
He knocks me down with a stern hand to the side of the head, with one hit, I'm on the floor. He kicks me in the side. I let out a cry of pain and hold my side.
"You're letting it happen again." Its that damn voice again.
He kicks me again, this time in the leg. I let out another yell. "STOP!" I cry, holding my knee and side.
"Aww, is the little fag gonna cry?" He mocks. "You don't like it when I hit you? Am I going too tough on you?" he asks. He gives a horrible smirk. "You are so pathetic."
"You are pathetic."
"Shut up!" I yell at the voice. But, Kevin seems to think I was talking to him. And he starts kicking me in the stomach, over and over.
"STOP! I'm sorry!" I cry.
He pins me to the floor. "You're worthless and pathetic! No one loves you! Who could ever, EVER love you! You're nothing!" He screams. I start to cry. "You are so weak! All you do is cry! Its no wonder your Father and Mother beat the shit out of you and raped you! You're a disgrace to the world! You shouldn't even live!" He yells, a sick smirk comes across his face.
I start struggling. "Let me go!" I yell, rolling around under him.
He slaps me hard across the face. "Shut the fuck up." he says. "Stop fighting, You won't win."
"He's right." The voice says.
"No he's not. No he's not!" I cry tears rolling down my face fast.
"No who's not?" He says as he rolls me over and starts taking off my pants, pulling the skin tight skinny jeans down to my knees.
"Don't...Please don't..." I beg. "Please..."
He pulls down my red and white boxers. "Aw, you know you like it..." He says.
`"No!" I cry, tears now pouring down my face. "I hate it. I fucking hate it." I cry.
Then I feel him inside me.
"You're losing it." God, won't that fucking voice in my head shut the fuck up!?
"Say you like it." He says. "Say you want it."
"No." I say sternly.
He starts thrusting harder. In and out over and over until I cry when I feel a rip. "No. I hate it! I FUCKING HATE IT! STOP!" I whine.
"You know you like it." He says. "You know you do."
"I don't." I cry. "Please stop. I don't want to do it anymore."
"Why don't you make it stop? Kill him. Make him stop hurting you." The voice has a point.
I feel the blood flow down between my legs. "Stop. Please." I beg.
"Say you like it!" He screams.
"I like it..." I whisper.
"Say you want it!" He yells, hitting my back.
"Fine, fine! I want it! I want it!" I cry, even though I hate it.
"Say it again!" He yells.
"I...I want it...I want it to stop! I HATE IT! I HATE YOU!" I scream.
He starts beating on the back on my head and back, until his fucking fists are bleeding. And so is my head. Then he bites down on my shouderblade hard, hard enough to break my skin and leave a gaping hole in my shouderblade and I suck the air through my teeth in pain has I feel the stinging in my shoulder.
"Stop." I whisper.
"Now your mine forever." He says.
"I'm not yours." I whisper.
"What?" He says, his voice loud and angry.
"I'm. Not. Yours." I say.
He starts pounding on me and banging my head on the ground like my Mom once did. I feel blood rush down my face. I close my eyes.
For some reason he stopped banging my head when I went limp. I feel him slap the back of my head. "Wake up you fucking pussy." he yells.
I lie here.
"Wake up!" He yells. His voice almost sounds panicked "Bitch wake up!" he runs his hands through his hair and flips me over and starts slapping me in the face. "Knock it off you whore! Wake up! You stupid weakling! Wake the fuck up!" He yells. "You stupid bitch wake up!" he starts shaking me.
"Do it...Kill him..." I hear right before everything goes red...
When I come to, I see Kevin on the floor, I have his shirt in my hand and I'm stabbing him. Tears pouring down my cheeks.
"YOU CAN'T HURT ME ANYMORE! YOU CAN'T HURT ME ANYMORE! YOU CAN'T HURT ME ANYMORE!" I hear myself screaming, I'm so lost in anger and hurt. There's blood pouring off every part of my naked body but, I don't care. I can't feel the pain right now. All I can feel is the hatred I have for him! They hurt me. They all hurt me! I'm sick of being hurt!
I look down at Kevin, who has stab wounds all over him, he's just lying there. And now I realize.
"Oh my god, I killed him!" Tears start running down my face. "No! Oh god no! I killed him! I killed him!"
"does it feel good?"
"No! I killed him!"
"You liked it..."
"No! No! No!" I curl up in the comer, and start shaking and crying.
"You lost it."
"No..."
(Helena's POV)
I finally am able to get out of the hospital after a while of pretty much begging and filling out papers. I drive over to Kevin's apartment, hoping I'll fine Rayn there...Okay...or at least alive. I'm so scared.
I run up the stairs and to the apartment and open the door. the smell of blood lingers in the air. It burns my nose. The only thing I can think is that its Rayn's blood.
I go into the living room, where I find...To my surprise...Kevin, lying on the floor. He has stab wounds all over his chest. But, I see his fists are bloody. And I'm hoping the blood on his hands is his own, not Rayn's.
I quickly check Kevin's breathing and heart beat...hes dead...Could Rayn kill him though? I just hope Rayn's okay.
I look over to the corner of room when I hear crying. The room is all dim, I can barely see. I turn on the light and gasp. Rayn is curled up in the corner. He's slicing his arms with a knife, in a almost controlled looking rhythm. He's completely naked and there's blood and bruises and wounds all over him. The blood between his legs give away that he was raped horribly.
"Rayn?" I gasp and run to him, He starts shaking even worse, he drops the knife. but, He still has pure terror in his eyes. I try to touch him and he pulls back and starts to cry.
"Rayn its me, Its me! I won't hurt you." I promise him.
He shakes his head. A vacant yet, terrified look in his eyes. "No, Please no." Its easy to see he doesn't see me when he looks at me. he covers his head with his bloodied arms.
I quickly pull out my cell phone and call 911.
"911 What's your emergency?" A lady asks.
"I need help. My friend, Rayn, He's hurt really bad! And he killed his boyfriend, I think. And Rayn's hurt really bad." I say.
"Where are you?" She asks.
I give her the apartment number and address.
"What's happening? Are you alright?" She asks.
"I'm fine...But, Rayn, he was raped. Really bad, and beaten. He's bleeding really bad. And Kevin...I think he's dead." I say.
"Do you know what happened?" She asks.
"Kevin's been abusing Rayn, really bad...I think Rayn snapped." I say.
"Are they both Male?" she asks.
"Yes."
"Are they together?" She says.
"Yes." I say.
"And what's your name?" She asks.
"I'm Helena...I'm Rayn's...Friend." I say.
"Okay, someone's on their way over. Do you want me to stay on the line with you?" She asks.
"No." I say, "I need to see if I can calm down Rayn." I say.
"Okay, be careful." She says.
"Thanks." I hang up the phone and look over at Rayn, who's curled into a small ball on the floor, his blood seeping all over the carpet.
"Rayn, talk to me." I say, trying to get him to realize I'm not going to hurt him. When I get to him, I realize he's limp and passed out. Its easy to see he's had too much.
"Rayn..."I say, turning him over...I look him over, sure enough, he's all bloodied up. His face his covered in bruises and blood. His stomach and back are covered in blood and bruises. he has horrible bite marks on his shouderblade and a big bruise over his ribcage. I take his ribs are broken. He has bruises all over his thighs and blood running from his entrance down his legs.
"Rayn...Oh Rayn, baby..." I feel tears run down my cheeks.
I realize he stopped breathing. I start giving him CPR. I breathe into his mouth. "Wake up Rayn." I say pushing down on his chest. "Com'on!" I say. "Rayn please!" I breathe into him more. "Rayn please, com'on! Wake up!" I beg.
Then the EMT's come in and run over to Rayn and some run to Kevin.
They tell me to back up and I just sit here. Tears running down my face...
Rayn finally snapped.
TBC
Yay Kevin's Dead! Yayzzerz!
Too bad Rayn's kind of crazy now. Ha.
Comment/review plz!
Or I kill Rayn!