4 No more Mr Nice guy

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Warning the scene contains sexual assault please do not read if you are triggered by such things!!

After an awkward dinner we all go our separate ways to class, I however after watching MY mate all over another girl literally right in front of me I'm going to the cubby hole to hide by self for a while.

Skipping class is not something I usually do but the last thing I need is to go into history where Elijah and Laura sit together in front if me. No thank you.

I sit in there by myself for about 15 minutes just staring at the rack of cleaning products.

The door swings open and I flinch when the sudden light beams in, I put my head to my hands protecting my eyes from the intrusive light. When I hear the door close and the lock click.

My head instantly shoots up to see none other than Mr. Smith. "Miss. Elizabeth, shouldn't you be in class" he asked staring down at me on the floor with predator eyes.

"yes Mr. Smith your right I'll go now" I say shooting to my feet and trying to reach for the lock.

Mr. Smith puts his hand out stopping my reaching hand "no need little miss" he says slowly while stepping closer to me.

"Erm no I really, really got to go to class now" I say the hint of fear in my voice evident.

Mr. Smith doesn't reply to me instead takes another two steps into me until his figure is cowering over my shaking one.

He puts his hand behind me grabbing the shelf behind us and taking another step towards me forcing me to take one further back.

My back is pushed against the shelves now with nowhere to go, "let me go now please, I'm sorry for skipping I really am" I try to plead.

Again he doesn't seem to listen to me instead he takes his other hand and grips my hip thrusting it into his own before I know what's even happening.

I let out a whimper as tears start to fall down my heavily make upped face. "let me go please, please get off me" I cry in a full on sob now as he just continues to grind his hips into mine forcing his strained erection to rub against my unwanting body.

If he won't listen to sense ill have to use force I think to myself and quickly bring my knee up aiming for his groin.

The hit was blocked by his hand which quickly came up to smother my mouth to stop my impending scream.

I start to try throw my arms and kick my legs in hopes to shake his grip but this only seems to agitate him as he brings his palm across my face with brute force. Ouch.

My crys become more frantic and my screams more desperate though they can not be heard through his smothering hand.

"look at you all dressed up for me little miss, I told you, you looked much better without them silly glasses my love" 

I don't listen to what he's saying as we whispers in my ears kissing down my neck. I keep kicking but it's no use he won't budge.

His warm breath seems to burn my neck where he is leaving wet sloppy kisses while his cold fingers slide up my thigh reaching the hem of my dress.

I reach my hands down also grabbing the hem of my dress while I desperately try pull it down against him tugging it up.

This however only causes the fabric of my dress the rip and the more he tugs the higher the rip spreads. Now the fabric is ripped all the way to my hip showing the side of my white lace  thong.

His hand grab the lace material trying to rip them too. No I thought to myself I didn't save myself for my mate to have it all taken away from me like this.

I'm a werewolf and he's a human I am stronger no matter how much bigger he is. I open my mouth letting his hand dip into it a bit then I clamp my teeth down biting his hand using my fangs a little to cut his skin deeper I don't release until I taste his blood.

Once he rips his hand away from me in pain I scream loud and I scream again even louder before I have chance to scream a third time he grabs my neck throwing my head back against the shelf and again until I feel the warm bloody flow down my head and my neck.

My conciseness is slowly slipping away, my vision a blur and my knees have already given out the only thing holding me up is Mr. Smiths lingering hands.

I hear I big bang but can't see anything over Mr. smiths large frame and my blurry sight.

Mr. Smiths hand seem to be ripped off me causing my body to fall to the floor without the support holding me up.

I close my eyes when my head hits the cold hard floor still conscious but barely.

I feel a warm embrace wrap around me and pick me up into a strong chest bridal style I know who it is my the euphoria of electric sparks dancing all over my skin.

Or maybe I'm just imaging it maybe I'm already unconscious and Mr. Smith is having his dirty way with my defenceless body right now.

I feel myself being sat straddling someones lap while they're sat down. God no I think to myself but my body is still covered in tingles what if this really is Elijah.

I hear a car start and feel the gentle motions of driving in a car, where am I going? Who am I sat on? It's clear to me now that the lap I am sat on belongs to the person driving.

Surely it's not legal to drive with someone wrapped around your waist but I couldn't bring myself to care.

Soon enough my mind goes blank maybe it's that unconsciousness catching me or maybe the gentle rocking of the car and ticking tingles from my mate simply rocked me in to a sleep.

When my eyes open I feel hungover my body aches my head pounds and I feel instantly nauseated. I don't recognise the room I'm in its large plush and fancy definitely not the school cleaning closet I last remembered I shudder thinking about all the things that happened there.

Where am I? And who brought me here, I sit up noticing my ripped white dress has been replaced with a t shirt thats far to large for me but it smelt  amazing like chocolate, vanilla and a sweet aftershave lingered on it too.

I look around the room noticing it's filled with my things but this is definitely not my room I get up and walk to one of the doors on opposite end of the room.

Opening I realise it's a bathroom a bloody beautiful bathroom no less, I walk back out and open the other door which is what I was looking for a closet it's huge in here but not as big as the one I have in my room, clothes and shoes are one of my favourite things.

The closet is full of my own clothes and shoes I grab a pair of my shorts and socks and new underwear as I'm still wearing the white lacy thong which I throw straight into the trash can.

I pull on a red silk thong and some while Nike socks with my black shorts I keep the t shirt on that I woke up in tucking it into the shorts. I throw on a pair of white and red Jordan's.

My hair is no longer straight and is wavy and messy from all of the days events my make up is till on but is a bit worse for wear now.

I walk back through the room and to the only other door which I assume is the way out. I hesitantly open it peering out into the open hallway I can see the open kitchen from this room, I'm downstairs?

I step out and walk towards the kitchen then I see the open living room I hear voices coming from there and see the back of many head on large corner sofa which is displayed in front of the massive wall mounted flat screen which must be at least 80inch.

On the TV, never back down is playing, its the scene at the party where they have their first fight. I look away from the screen and walk closer clearing my throat to get their attention.

From the sofa all 9 of their heads turn to face me, Ryan sat next to Danielle then Evan, Pete, lea, Elijah, Laura, Lee and Callum on the end.

Once seeing me Evan and Lee both dive over to me wrapping me in a hug, then like realising what they'd done they both step back from me and stare at each other awkwardly.

"where am I, why am I here" I ask my voice hoarse as its the first time I used it since my screaming and crying.

"this is my house, do you not remember what happened?" Elijah said in the most gentle voice I'd ever heard from him looking at me with sympathy.

"I-I no I remember but why am I here should I not be with the police or something" I stutter on my words.

"the police reports have already been sorted don't worry about that and he's gone now I promise you, the pack doctor came to see you. You had to have your head glued but everything else will heal itself she said" Elijah said still in his soft voice.

"thank you, but my things.. Why are my things here" I say using my hand to gesture back towards the room I woke up in.

"that's your room now, I told you you'd be moving in with me. As my mate it's my job to keep you safe it'll be much easier with you here" he says matter of factly

"Laura, lea and Danielle packed all your things up for you and unpacked them while you were still unconscious.    Impressive amount of clothes and shoes you have" he says trying to hummer me knowing what he says will piss me off.

"so wait somebody tries to rape me and knocked me out and you think that's that your perfect opportunity to move me in" I almost yell but my voice is still too weak.

"well you couldn't argue about it so I thought it was the best opportunity to get it done" he says the softness gone.

"Wait how long was I out they managed to pack and then unpack everything?" I say just realising what he earlier said.

"4 hours" he says offering nothing more.

"oh Trinity I hope you're okay, nobody deserves that" Laura says cupping my cheeks in her gentle hands.

I smile at her sweetly not wanting to offend her then take a step back from her embrace.

I carrying stepping back a few more times then turn around and head back in to 'my new room' closing the door.

Before it opened again a large body leaning on the frame..

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