Rylie's POV
As I watched Logan pull off his shirt and unbuckle his jeans, I could only think of just how much of an idiot I'd been, trusting a sneaky bastard like Logan just because he'd mentioned Blake's name. Now I was in trouble.
"This doesn't have to be painful, Rylie. It'll be only be like that if you make it," Logan said, making his way towards me, a smug smile on his face.
Before he could come any closer, I ran to the door and tried opening it just in case Logan left the key in the keyhole.
"Looking for this?" he asked behind me. I glanced back and sure enough, he waved a key in front of me triumphantly which he then threw out the window. With that option out of the picture, I decided on the next best thing and began banging on the door while calling for help.
"Help, somebody! Anybody! Please help me!!" I yelled while constantly banging on the door furiously. Logan approached me from behind, turned me around and slammed me hard against the door while gripping my neck tight.
"No one's gonna hear you up here, Rylie. It's just you and me for the rest of the night. Now we can either do this the easy way or the hard way. The choice is yours." Then he proceeded to grab onto my hair and push me onto the bed.
Then he climbed onto the bed and onto me, trapping me beneath him and attempting to undress me which of course I didn't give him a chance to do.
My hands were free so I did everything and anything I could; I scratched, punched, pulled, pinched, bit. Like I said, anything I could do.
After scratching Logan so hard I drew blood, he yelled and slapped me so hard across the face I literally saw stars. The pain was searing and my cheeks burned but I knew I couldn't give up and let him have his way.
Logan had captured my wrists and held them above my head so I couldn't use my hands anymore. Still struggling beneath him, an idea came to mind as I saw Logan hovering over my knees as he tried to undo my jeans.
Side note: Thank God I decided to wear jeans after all.
Anyway, with as much force as I could muster, I raised my knee and hit him right where the sun doesn't shine. He howled in pain and released his hold on my wrists. Before he could regain himself, I punched him square in the nose earning another howl of pain from him as he fell to the floor, holding his nose and penis.
I jumped off the bed and despite the pain in my knees and my legs literally feeling like jelly, I knew I couldn't give Logan an opportunity to recover so I rushed to the window. Seeing as the door and yelling were no longer an option, climbing out seemed to be the only choice left.
It wasn't exactly a long way down but it was high enough that I couldn't jump down with breaking my legs so I had to climb down. I took a deep breath and prepared to climb out the way. I'd just climbed the window sill when Logan grabbed onto my hand out of nowhere.
"You're mine, bitch!" he spat at me, the rage clear in his eyes and bloody face. I knew that if I let him get me, I probably wasn't going to survive so I struggled to pull away from his grip but being angry had definitely made him stronger.
When all else didn't work, I resorted to another option and bit his arm. He roared as I did and just when I thought I was finally free, he grabbed onto my hair with his other hand which was basically my weak point.
I struggled and struggled but the more he pulled, the more painful it got until he was eventually able to pull me back inside.
First off, before I even had an opportunity to fight back, he gave a punch straight in the gut. All the breath went out of me and I wheezed in pain. Another slap to the face sent me straight to the floor again.
"I was willing to show you mercy before. I would have gone maybe two or three rounds but you obviously wanted none of that so instead, I'm gonna fuck so hard you probably won't be able to use your legs ever." This he said with his hand wrapped so tight around my neck I could barely breathe.
"Logan please! I'm a virgin," I pleaded, hoping that would be enough to stop him.
He froze for a second and I assumed that had gotten to him until he smirked and said, "Well well well, seems like I'm gonna be the first to have you after all. Kristen is literally making my dreams coming tonight!"
Kristen! I should have known this was all her doing. How did she and Logan get involved though was the question.
"What did you do to Blake?" I asked, hoping to distract him some more.
"Don't worry. Your little boyfriend's gonna have the time of his life. Right now, he and Kristen are in the downstairs guest room and she's probably already having a go at him."
"What do you mean?" I demanded praying it wasn't what I thought.
"Kristen and I drugged him so she could have her way with him and I could get you. Obviously, my d*ck wasn't enough for the little diva but don't worry. I'm sure it'll be more than enough for your virgin p*ssy...and butt too." There was an evil glint in his eyes as he spoke before he licked my face.
I was disgusted and remembering that Blake was also about to be raped alarmed me but no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't free myself and I was already very weak and I'd begun to bleed from my mouth. I had a feeling that I wouldn't survive this night.
My eyes watered and I choked back tears as I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable.
At the moment, there was a sudden bang at the door and then a second which completely broke the door.
Someone then emerged from the wreckage and into the room. Through my blurry vision, I could see the person hurry towards Logan and I, pick Logan off me and toss him across the room.
The same person walked over to Logan and gave him a few more punches for good effect, effectively knocking Logan out as well.
"Rylie, Rylie, are you okay?" this individual who eventually turned out to be Asher asked urgently.
Slowly I opened my eyes and weakly nodded. Remembering Blake's state however jarred me fully awake and even though every movement hurt, I knew I couldn't let Kristen rape Blake so I fought the pain and ran out the room, Asher right behind me.
He caught up to me and blocked my path just before I descended the stairs.
"Rylie, you're hurt badly and you're bleeding. You need to go to the hospital!"
"Asher! Right now, Blake is lying unconscious on a bed somewhere while a vile witch tries to take advantage of him and if I don't save him, that'll hurt me even more than whatever pain I'm feeling right now. So if you really want to help, get out of my fucking way and call 911!"
Asher blinked at me speechless for a few seconds before nodding and moving out of my way. I hurried past him, down the stairs to the down stairs guest room which I'd somehow missed.
On my way there, I ran into Olivia and Mason who were quite shocked to see how I looked.
"Rylie, what happened to you?" Olivia immediately queried but I couldn't answer that question at the time since I had Blake to think about. Instead I said to both of them, "Olivia, call 911 and go and wait with Asher. He's upstairs so you guys can't look after Logan so he doesn't escape. Don't ask questions. Just do it and Mason, come with me!"
Almost immediately, Olivia ran upstairs and I led Mason with them. We arrived at the guest room which just happened to cut off from the others and also happened to be locked.
I struggled to open the door and even tried hitting it open but as weak as I was, it didn't budge.
"Lemme try," Mason said behind me. I steppex aside and let him have a go at it. After a few unsuccessful tries, he rammed into the door yet again with his shoulder and broke a huge hole in the door. After creating a big enough hole for both of us to enter, I rushed in and sure enough, an unconscious and half naked Blake lay on the bed while Kristen who was naked save for her underwear stood over him, phone in hand.
Ignoring the pain I was in, I ran towards her yelling, "You fucking bitch, get away from him!" I pushed her off the bed and we both toppled to the floor. I then dealt blow after blow onto her face and would have probably beaten her to a pulp if Mason hadn't stopped me.
"You fucking psycho!" Kristen yelled, wiping blood from her face as she stood the floor.
"Psycho? You literally drugged and tried to rape my boyfriend, you sick piece of shit!" It took everything in me to keep from pulling away from Mason and hitting her again.
"It's not rape, stupid if he's a guy," Kristen retorted while also having the audacity to roll her eyes at me.
"He's unconscious meaning you don't have his consent. That's rape, idiot!"
Before Kristen could reply and give me justifiable reason to beat her to death, a few police officers walked in with Asher and Olivia right behind them.
"What is going on here?" One of them demanded immediately.
Mason stepped forward to explain and despite Kristen's numerous rebuttals and lies, she was arrested by the officers and she and a semi conscious Logan were thrown into the police car.
There was also an ambulance on ground which Blake was promptly loaded onto. It was only after I saw Blake being attended to that I was finally able to relax. Then I gave in to my exhaustion and blacked out.