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Then he punched me and I immediately fought back, punching, licking and fighting. "You stupid bitch!" He yelled, ripping my shirt so my bra was exposed. I screamed, my heel kicking his face and I moved, going for the door only for the other guy to come and pin me down.
I cried out as he hit my chest hard, slapping me. "You slut! Who fuck do you think you're messing with?"
"Stop! Get off me!" Then they were both hitting me and there was a blow to my stomach which caused me to cry out and stop fighting back but defending myself.
I panicked, beginning to realise that they needed to seriously stop. "Get off me, please! Stop!"
"Oh, so now you're begging?"
"I'm pregnant! Please, don't hurt my baby!"
They stopped automatically.
I was bleeding; my face was the worst. My nose was stinging and was most likely broken, my cheeks were burning, my temples were bleeding and my legs were too. My eyes felt so heavy and bruised, and my head was throbbing. My back was killing me and I didn't know if I could get up.
". . When Cristiano finds out about this. . .you'll wish you never touched me. ." I panted, coughing so violently that blood came from my throat. My voice was hoarse and painful whenever I spoke.
"She's bluffing; there's no bump," one of them scoffed breathlessly, his evil eyes glaring down at me. I shot daggers with my eyes back at him.
". . .it'll be Rossi's baby and this is his girl, remember?"
"We work for Colin, stupid. We have a job to do and we're not done. She's a stupid bitch trying to get attention and this is an example to be shown to Rossi. We're not done with her until she's not breathing. If there's a baby in there, fuck it. This is revenge."
The other one hesitated before nodding and my eyes widened as I tried to wriggle away but they pinned me down.
I whimpered, beginning to sob. "Please, don't do this! Don't hurt my baby, please!"
He let out a sadistic chuckle, glaring hard at me. "Sorry, Princess, any last words?"
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They thought I was dead.
I had been holding in a breath for so long.
I heard one's retreating footsteps but another was still by my side.
"I'm so sorry; you didn't deserve this," I heard one whisper but I felt no sympathy towards him. He was just as bad as the other one and only felt bad when he knew I had a baby in me.
Then he left, the door shutting.
I exhaled so slowly, my breath shaky. There was no movement without pain. My bruises were covering my body, imprinted on me. I screamed out to the empty room unable to tell if my bones are broken like my soul.
I couldn't move; any movement I did would add on more tears that were streaming down my cheeks. Without my phone there was no choice but to move, to at least get out into the open where rescue is possible.
My hand went down to my pocket and I wince, hissing quietly at the pain of moving. I wriggling my blood stained fingers around, touching my cold phone. I whimpered, my arm shaking; I couldn't pull it out.
I was desperate, my body shivering and my eyelids so heavy. I was so close to passing out, I could feel it. I needed to act: fast.
A loud groan left my mouth as I pulled out my phone, a small scream leaving my mouth. I continued to sob, unable to control my emotions. I was so scared; so worried. I could barely breathe and I was completely battered. I couldn't move.
My finger went upon the first contact I could see. I managed to press speaker and my phone dropped to the ground. I couldn't hold it any longer.
It rung once.
Twice.
A third time.
Fourth time.
"Rose, where are you? I've been looking for you everywhere-"
"Dax, please, I n-n-need you to come to the cleaning c-closet, now please! They h-hit me and I c-can't move and I'm b-bleeding! Dax, I'm so s-scared, p-p-please, I need help!" I sobbed, my voice shaking and cracking. It was more than crying but desolate sobbing. Red hot tears streaming sown my face like a river and was unable to stop. I was shaking, hyperventilating.
"Calm down, Rose! Keep control of your breathing okay? And keep your eyes open, okay? I'm coming, don't worry!"
"P-Please come quick."
So many tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down my face. My chin trembled and I breathed heavier than I ever had before. I was gasping for air that simply wasn't there. My throat burned forming a silent scream.
My shaking hand slipped down to my stomach, and I whimpered, shivering. "It's okay, baby," I whispered so delicately. I sniffed, holding back from sobbing. I rubbed my stomach, trying to grasp every bit of hope I had left in me. "Mommy's here, baby. I love you so much. Don't leave mama, please. . ."
Please still be there
Please
I need you
I love you
The door bursted open and Dax bursted in, falling onto the floor beside me gasping. "Rose, are you okay - I mean, you're not okay - oh, my God! What did they do to you? Who did this to you?"
"Dax, you h-have to tell C-Cris that Arlo's g-gonna fight dirty and use w-weapons! P-Please, go!"
"No, no! Wait, Rose! They did this to you?"
"F-Forget about me!" I disagreed, shaking. Dax's eyes gazed down at me in concern and sympathy. He looked so scared for me and held onto my hand, his eyes determined. "G-Go s-save Cris then come b-back for me, okay? But don't t-tell him about me! He d-doesn't need t-this distraction!"
"I'm gonna call an ambulance," Dax said, seriously, his eyes never leaving mine as he took out his phone, his hands shaking. "Okay? I'm calling an ambulance and I'll be back before they get here, Rose."
"Rose!"
My eyes flew open and met Dax's once more as he shook me, his eyes panicked. "Don't pass out! Please, stay awake for me. I want you to count to 100 and I'll be back before you even reach 90, Rose."
I nodded slowly and he stood, running out and doing as I said.
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2
3
4
5. . .
"Rose!"
My eyes fluttered open slowly as more pain came from my lower body. I felt sick, as though I was about to throw up.
"Stay awake! How far did you get, Rose?"
"Fifty. . ." I whispered back, moaning softly in pain. "Did you tell Cris?"
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He nodded, "Rose, it kills me not to tell him about you." I shook my head which was a bad idea which made my headache even worse. "He doesn't need to k-know yet. ."
"The ambulance are coming, Rose. Keeping fighting for me, come on! Keep fighting for Cris, for the baby-"
A sob escaped my mouth as I shook my throbbing head again, beginning to cry once more.
". .Rose?"
"N-No. ." I whispered, my teary eyes looking up into his.
My baby. . .
"No?"
I let out a shaky breath, my hand moving down under my jeans, touching myself before moving out. I placed my hand on the ground beside me and his eyes widened, his mouth parting in shock.
"I'm bleeding, Dax," I shakily whispered, tears streaming down my cheeks and blurring my vision. "I'm bleeding which means the baby-"
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"No," Dax seriously objected, shaking his head and giving me a determined look. "Don't think like that, Rose! Don't! The baby is okay and you're both gonna be fine-"
"You don't know that, Dax-"
The sirens interrupted us and his hands slipped under my body. I cried out as he lifted me up, carrying me bridal style.
"Don't give up."