"Hey hey" the guy's face filled with horror. "Calm down, will you? I just wanted to talk, are you hurt?" He moved back, raising his hands in surrender. Maybe I had overreacted a little but my chest was suddenly constricted and I couldn't breathe. It was happening again. Just then the door burst open and three gents stumbled through. They didn't notice I was seated beside the urinal or that they were too drunk to care as they wiped out their dicks to relieve themselves. I guess it was no new occurrence in the club but vile rose bitterly in my chest and I couldn't breathe. The lights started flickering violently and there was not enough air to breath. I couldn't get up, I could move, everything was swimming and I was being sucked into a dark place once again.
I was in Tyson's cell. My face was purple and black. I didn't know how many days had passed but one thing I knew for sure is, I wouldn't be able to take anymore beating. My body laid unmoving on the cold floor. At least they were kind enough to uncuff my hands during their last visit. Either they thought I was too weak to break the strong metal cell door, as if or they forgot, either way I was thankful. I hadn't eaten a thing or drunk any water for days and I had lost too much blood. I cursed my existence. They hadn't been gentle on their last message to my father and I knew if they came down here to send him one more message, I was as good as dead. I had been in and out of consciousness. Not to add to the fact that, I was alone down here. During their last visit, longnose shot the creep on the cell next to mine. They didn't care to take his body away to bury. His perfectly still body still lay there in his blood with the big bullet hole in his head. His body had started to smell weirdly and it got worse as time went by. I had avoided looking at his cell. It made me sick and I had spilled my guts already. Suddenly my cell door jiggled and burst open and my heart skyrocketed. I froze in place until longfuckingnose came into my line of sight. He had a sick grin on his face and my stomach churned uneasily at the fact that he didn't have his partner with him. Longnose was a sick bustard and he always touched me inappropriately until his partner stopped him. Every time. "Missed me princess?" he smiled, flashing me his brown teeth. I crawled backwards away from him and watched in horror as he dropped his pants to display his manhood. It stood hard facing upwards and a bead of precum coated the tip. I screamed.
Suddenly the door flew open and the now familiar musty woods and ocean scent filled the room. The invisible hands of darkness tempting to swallow me, only allowing me a glance at the face in front of me.
"Get out!now!" his deep voice thundered and I could feel the rushed feet rush out of the bathroom and the hands holding me were pried off and a crushing sound followed. Suddenly it was silent and I was scooped into a pair of hands and a rock hard chest for a moment before there was distance between us. The musty woods and ocean scent engulfed me and I instantly felt calm. "It's okay now." The deep baritone voice cooed. His lip looked pressed into a thin line.
"Breathe for me," he said and I obediently took a deep breath filling my lungs with the much needed oxygen. "Keep breathing for me, look at me and keep breathing," he cooed again and my brain followed his every command to look at the owner of the voice through my blurred vision as I kept breathing. After a few breaths my sight stabilized and my eyes fell on the guy I had seen at the bar earlier. He was seated in a crouch in front of me, his arms strongly on either of my shoulders and his eyes on my face. His presence felt oddly calming to me.
"I'm sorry." I whispered and burst into tears.
His jaw clenched but he remained silent. He scooped me into his arms before I could protest and walked out of the washroom his strides long, steady and sure. He burst into the club and Xavier and Carl were looking around with worry written all over their faces. They hurried towards us and eyed the stranger suspiciously. He stood almost at the same height as Xavier but he was taller. Their suspicion grew when they saw me crying and saw his pissed expression. He regarded them with narrowed eyes. They had a standoff for a few seconds while he still held me in his arms like I weighed nothing before he pushed me into Xavier's arms. He moved closer till they were nose to nose with Carl.
"Next time you bring a mentally unstable woman to this place, pretty boy. Make sure you watch them." He gritted lowly. He turned around and walked towards a different staircase with writings on top that read. 'staff only.'
So my first impression of him was of a mentally ill person? and why did his opinion hurt my feelings?
"Damn it!" Both guys cursed. Xavier held onto my hand and ushered me to the exit, Carl hot on our heels.
They didn't ask what had happened and I appreciated it but I knew they were worried and wanted to know what had happened.