Woods (Aces MC Series Book 5) (3 page)

I was aware of the door opening, I
glanced in the direction hoping that someone had found me but these hopes were
dashed when Aiden and Nick stepped further into the room mesmerised as to what
was happening.
"Aiden!" I pleaded trying to get his attention. His eyes were firmly
on me but it was as if they were vacant, he was obviously intoxicated, I just
prayed I could appeal to his better nature.
"Ah yeah nearly there babe." Reece increased his tempo, I cried out again
from the pain much louder than I had wanted to.
"Aiden please!" I managed to get out among sobs but he was mesmerised
by the sight in front of him and wasn't even seeing me as a human being.
"Arghhhhh," Reece grunted as emptied his seed inside me. He collapsed
on to my chest and I froze at the close proximity of his face. I lay deadly
still trying not to draw any more attention to myself, hoping praying that he'd
roll off and let me go.

I heard a shuffling beside me, "Get
off man, move over I want a go!" Aiden's words were like a dagger to my
heart, he couldn't do this to me surely he'd seen with his own eyes that this
was fucking madness.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed in the loudest voice that I could
muster.
Reece moved from my chest startled by my screech, which gave me an opportunity
to scramble up the bed. "Aiden you can't do this," I sobbed.
"Just please...just please don't do this." I held out my hands in
front of me but I knew I wouldn't be able to fight him off, I was feeling weak
and totally dejected.
Aiden glanced at Nick, "Hold her down!"
I scrambled further up the bed clawing at the covers but my ankles were quickly
yanked. I fell face down on the mattress and was flipped over before I could
grab the headboard. I screamed and flung my legs trying to kick everything in
my path but Nick and Reece quickly had me pinned grabbing my ankles and wrists.
My chest heaved from my efforts to escape and I now couldn't move as I star
fished the bed.
"She was calling your name early Aiden she wants you to fuck her." He
didn't need much encouraging but Reece's words were like a green light to take
whatever he wanted. He pulled his tracksuit bottoms down and I turned my head knowing
what was about to happen.
As he entered me I pulled back at the stinging sensation but the guys held me
firmly in place.
"Ah yeah, you're ready for my cock," Aiden moved back and forth
building the momentum as his movements pinched my skin.
"She likes it hard mate, give it to her hard." Reece shouted
encouraging Aiden to be more aggressive. He did as he was told and pumped
harder, my thighs hurt from the friction and I knew I'd be covered in bruises.
I lay, this time quietly on the mattress. There was no point screaming or
wasting my tears, it was inevitable that Nick would also have a go once Aiden
had finished. The more I fought the more energy I used and the more they got
off because of my discomfort. If I just allowed them to do this, to take what
they wanted it may just be over quicker.

"That's it Aiden, give it to
her buddy."
"I'm gonna come, arghhhh." His sweaty body fell on top of mine as he
tried to control his breathing. "Right Nick it's your go mate." I
heard the excitement in Reece's voice as he gave out his order.
"I don't know...I think I'll pass," I could sense his nervousness
through his hesitation.
"Don't be a fucking pussy Nick and get on her," Reece was becoming agitated
by Nicks refusal. "That's a good boy." I closed my eyes at his words and
felt the mattress dip before a hand was placed on my knee. I felt him position
his cock and Nick entered me roughly. I lay with a numb feeling inside hoping
that my ordeal would soon be over and thankfully, it was. Nick's inexperience
and arousal meant that he was over quickly much to the amusement from the other
guys which I was grateful for.

"Well I've recorded it lads
so we can watch our pleasant evening again although I don't know if I've
finished with her yet."
Nick stood leaving me naked, bruised and scared on the bed, I could faintly hear
the guys muttering on the other side of the room and noises that implied they
were getting dressed.

I lay quietly my only movement was my chest heaving from the
adrenaline pumping through my body. I needed to take this opportunity to try to
make my escape, my arm was still across my face shielding my eyes and as I
looked to my left, I could see the door. It was a clear run, my handbag was on
the chest of drawers and my mobile had been placed beside it. I could easily
grab them on the way out as I tried to make my escape. I took a deep breath and
dropped my arm from my face, the guys were too busy revelling in what they
considered to be an accomplishment, talking about me as if I were a conquest.
There lack of humanity hit me hard, how could another human being be so cruel?
I slithered from the bed trying not to draw attention to myself but as my feet
made contact with the cold surface the floorboard beneath me creaked alerting
my presence to the guys.

"Where you think you're going, sit your arse back down
I ain't finished with you yet." Reece stepped forward raising his brows
expectantly before he glanced at the bed and then back at me. I stepped back
trying to keep the distance between us, knowing that he wouldn't be able to
grab me from where he was standing and I was also closer to the door.
"I said get your arse back on that bed, I want another go." I heard
sniggering and glanced over his shoulder to see that we'd caught the attention
of Aiden.
I wasn't staying here any longer, they'd have to either knock me out or kill me
if they wanted me to endure anymore. I stared him down not once taking my eyes
from his, it was as if he was challenging me to defy him. I continued to stare
not giving anything away before I turned and bolted for the door. I was
surprised he wasn't upon me quicker but I guess my actions took him by
surprise.
I frantically fumbled with the knob and let the door swing open hard as I
scrambled to grab my handbag and mobile from the chest of drawers on my way
through. I felt a resistance and was yanked back, I glanced over my shoulder to
see Reece's maddening eyes. He vigorously pulled on the strap of my bag and I fought
with everything I had knowing that my lifeline was in there. The clasp flew
open and with it, the contents of my bag as an array of possessions scattered
in different directions. This startled Reece and he loosened his hold, I took
this opportunity to pull the bag free from his clutches before I turned and ran
down the stairs.

I pushed several people out of my way not hesitating in my
desire to get as much distance from my attackers as possible. In my haste I
quickly glanced over my shoulder and saw Reece stroll onto the landing at the
top of the stairs, he wasn't chasing me but his stare cut deep into my sole. He
was psychotic, this couldn't have been the first time he'd committed such an
act he did it too easily.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I eagerly adjusted my
clothes all too aware of people staring. I felt as if everyone knew what had
happened and were laughing at me for being so foolish. I wanted to cry but I
needed to get out of here, I felt claustrophobic and needed air.

The cold air hit me as I opened the front door, there were
people scattered all over the front garden but were oblivious to my presence.
It had been raining, the wet gravel under my feet felt refreshing although
stung as I walked gingerly towards the road. I didn't have a game plan, I just
knew that I needed to get out of here and put further distance between myself
and the guys. I still hadn't seen Brooke, she could quite easily still be in
the house but I knew she could take care of herself better than what I could.

As I reached the edge of the driveway, I glance in both
directions. The night was starting to draw in, there were no street lights to
assist me but I vaguely remembered the direction in which we came in and
thought it best to start walking.

"Lauren!"
I heard my name being called, the panic quickly built inside me and I scurried
down the dark road with the voices getting quieter with every step I took. It
was an effort to even walk, my thighs were sore and I didn't even want to think
about the other areas that were hurting. I had a pinching sensation that just
wouldn't go away and although I didn't want to, I knew I needed to investigate
further. I stepped over some low lying brambles and staggered on the uneven
ground, I thrashed my hands around and managed to grab a branch to steady
myself. I worked my way around the tree to shield myself from the road and
rested my back on the tree as I tried to steady my breathing. The calling of my
name had now stopped, they'd probably got bored and returned to the party but I
knew I had to be ever vigilant. I breathed deeply and squatted with my back
firmly against the tree for support. This movement intensified my pain but I needed
to see what damage I had incurred. I lifted my dress and used the light from my
mobile to assess the damage pressing lightly on my thighs. Bruising was already
coming to the surface and as I moved my hand along the area I felt wetness. I brought
my hand up closer to inspect and under the light I could see that it was blood,
my heart sunk and I simply shook my head for being so foolish. I took the
material of my dress and used it to mop the area, it stung but I didn't want it
running down my legs. I held the area for a while, this contact seemed to ease
the pain ever so slightly but I couldn't stay here forever or even walk in such
a position. I removed my hand and glanced at my phone, "Shit!" I
didn't have any signal. "Think Lauren think, what are you going to
do?"
I needed someone to pick me up, I'd lost my wallet in the scramble so I didn't
have any money and there was none back at the house to my recollection. There
was no way I was being dropped off at the clubhouse in this state as I knew I'd
cause an apocalypse so therefore I could only see one option...I needed to call
Ramsey.

I recalled seeing an old fashion payphone further down this
road on the journey to the party. There weren't many around these days due to
people using mobile phones but they hadn't totally removed all of them in the countryside.
I took the slow walk using the light from my mobile to guide the way to prevent
standing on anything nasty. Shooting pains inside my stomach halted my progress
several times but I simply rubbed the area doing the best I could to sooth the
pain. I felt exhausted from the attack but I knew that I needed to be strong
and reach the payphone in order to call for help. I could've quite easily
curled into a ball at the side of the road in the long undergrowth but I knew
if I sat down, I wouldn't find the motivation again to get back up. I slowly
dragged my feet along the cold concrete careful of any potholes and stones that
may hurt my already fragile body. I glanced up looking down the road to see if
I'd made any progress, my eyes were now becoming accustomed to the dark and I
could see a small light in the distance. My heart leapt inside my chest at the
realisation that I'd made it to the payphone. I quickened my stride as the
adrenaline pumped at the excitement that help wouldn't be too far away but then
the doubt quickly set in, what was I going to say to him? If I let Ramsey know
about the attack he'd tell Mark and it would become a club issue. I didn't want
that I wanted to just deal with one thing at a time, I just needed to be in the
safety of my own home and then decide what I wanted to do.

I prayed that the phone was working. Payphones were prone to
vandalism but this was in the middle of nowhere so I doubted it would have many
people passing it on a daily basis. The pungent smell hit me as I opened the
door, I stepped in careful to not tread on anything nasty and closed the door behind
me. I felt safer in the confines of this box as if I had a protective wall
around me. I eagerly picked up the receiver and let out a heavy sigh of relief
when I heard the dialling tone and rested my head on one of the panes of glass
in the door to calm my nerves.
"Come on Lauren, not much more to do," I said aloud trying to keep my
momentum going. I pressed the receiver to my ear and dialled the operator.
"Hello operator can I help you?"
"I'd like to be put through to a number but reverse the charges," I
scrambled to get the napkin from my handbag and held it tightly between my
fingers and thumb although shaking from the shock.
"Could I please have the number?" the operator asked in a monotone
voice, "And your name?"
I replied by giving her Ramsey's eleven digits and my name, I only hoped that
he'd pick up and accept my request.
"Hold the line please," the operator went silent leaving me to listen
to bleeping as she tried to make contact with Ramsey. It soon matched the
rhythm of my heartbeat as I eagerly waited for either Ramsey to pick up or the
operator to tell me the call had been declined.

"What's up Lauren?"
I let out a sigh at hearing his voice but his concern was evident in just those
three words.
"Ramsey," I said relieved that I was talking to him. "I need
help, can you pick me up?"
"Is everything ok?"
"...yeah, it's just that Brooke has left me and I don't have any
money." I wanted to play it down, he didn't need to be told any more than
that.
"Where are you babe?"
"That's the thing I don't really know. I'm at a payphone down the road
from the party in High Laver."
"Okay, stay in the phone box. I'll ask around where the party is and I'll
come pick you up but it's going to take me twenty possibly thirty minutes to
get to you."
I smiled knowing that he'd come, "Ramsey!"
"Yeah babe?"
"Can you please not tell Mark...I mean Woods?"
He sniggered, "Yeah I get it. My lips are sealed."
"Thank you," I whispered.
I heard him sigh, "Are you okay though?"
"Yeah I'm fine." I stated boldly trying to keep the hurt from my
voice.
"Do you want me to stay on the line until I arrive?"
Scenarios flashed through my head, what if the guys turned up? I told myself to
not be silly, if they wanted to pursue me then they would've found me by now.
"No honestly I'm fine, I just feel better that I got hold of you."
"Okay babe I'll be there shortly."
"Thank you," I stated softly before hanging up the receiver. I rested
my back onto the window and slid down the glass until I was sitting on the
floor. I brought my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms tightly around my
legs hugging them so I could rest my chin. This was the first time since the
attack that I had time to think properly and as I did, the tears started to build
stinging my eyes. I tried to wipe them with my hand but I couldn't do it quickly
enough. A dam broke and I sobbed rocking back and forth trying to console
myself, knowing that my actions ultimately led to my assault.