Chapter 3: The monster I became
Belle’s POV
I left the precinct which I work in, with my box which didn't have much items in it except tool and I guess this is how my career ended as a detective.
Even though it has been their wish that I get kicked out, everyone wears a fake sympathy. I never talk to anyone and do friends were never in my agenda.
At last I was out and found myself at the crosswalk with my box in my hand.
The evening breeze bath me and my eyes studied pedestrian pacing to and fro. Everything looked normal.
I was in my casual now and heading for my apartment to wallow in my depression and plot various means to call off a wedding.
I took a step forward to cross over only to find a poster on the ground, in the middle of the road. It was a concert having the faces of the men I seek after!
They were holding a concert in 3 days time.
I had forgotten I was on the way and cars were honking at him. My hand placed the box on the ground as I exhaled deeply, shivering.
Hastily, I bent slightly to pick up the poster just read it clearly but then I heard a loud blast and screams of people. I rose up gently and froze at the sight of what befalls me.
A Lamborghini was rushing at me and my feet seem to be glued to a spot, my body couldn't move either. My hands were holding to the poster like it'd protect me. One thing becomes obvious, anyone who tries to haunt them would lose their life.
The car ran over me and my body was suspended in the air for a moment and I landed hard on the ground.
I heard my bone cracks, my body felt soggy while I vibrates, the smell of exhaust and oil lingers around my nose. I felt heavy and stiffen unable to move.
My ears tingles as footsteps approaches me, blurry voices and a face came in sight. His eyes, hazel, his hair long and resting on his shoulders. I couldn't tell if he was perturbed but he looked like the devil who wants to take my soul.
I can't die without exposing those men.
"Please, let me go!!"
"I beg you...no one would ever know" I cried scratching my fingers on a marble ground while I moan, my body toes stretches as my cold naked body was turning over.
"Take me home please..."
I gulped as cold wine was poured on me and I widened my mouth, to have a taste because I was thirsty only to be feed by two dicks. Their growl, their gestures and laughter.
I squivered sucking their dicks while my hands were folded behind me. My pussy was sore and I screeched as another dick thrust inside my wet cunt, my waist burns while I moved on a body who's dick was stuck in my butthole.
My butthole suck it in and out as I bounced widely while struggling to swallow the big load of cum. My breasts were squeezed by strong callous hands and tears stream down my eyes.
My skin tingles as I ended up chuckling, hitting my climax while being fucked by these hot, four demons. Only one stood away, the 5th and the one with a mask.
Their claws dug into my flesh, their bites, their knives cut me deeply and I could see my head buried inside a tub of water while three dicks fought to devour my butthole.
I grit my teeth, wishing for death as my face had gone pale, my knees worn out from the kneeling position and the pains of being stroke by strips made of thorn was perplexing.
I was trembling and I hear someone calling out to me. Mu body was on something comfy now, a bed. The smell of disinfectants, the sound of sterile objects made me realize I was in a hospital but still battling with my nightmare.
I must have been brought here after the accident to get treated.
"Wake up!" A deep voice anchors but my eyes weren't opening.
"Her blood pressure is dropping doc!" A serene voice screeches and my ears heard beeping sounds.
"Get her on a ventilator and start IV fluid, we need to stabilize her blood pressure...get her oxygen levels up" another voiced whom i supposed is the doctor.
"I'd kill you all!" I cussed my heart writhing on the bed while growling and roaring. I flail my legs in the air.
"Something is wrong with her...we can't keep her in position!" A crook voice laments and my body was pinned to the bed. I rolled my head to and fro, the holster monitor beeps the more reminding me of a bell in my nightmare.
I spur my eyes opened only to realize I was surrounded by a team of medical personnels. They looked scared yet tried to show resilience. Two doctors, 3 nurses.
My breath, slow and deliberate as I heaved a sigh, perturbed.
"I'm administering a bolus of crystalloid solution," the doctor expertly inserting the IV himself on me but I shred it off.
Each stared at me with horror, I felt their heartbeat and it seems as though their heart is about to explode.
My eyes scrolled around and I discovered I was in a theatre, the florescent lights were blinding and for a moment, everyone froze at the sight of me.
I was breathing hard like an animal. Even the two male nurses holding me had to let go. My eyes were red now as I intended to climb down the bed. I was struggling with myself.
I need to get out of here or I might hurt them.
"Ma'am...you aren't stable...we need to get you treated properly" the doctor proposed, jittery yet he moved closer trying to keep me calm with a smile on his lips like everything was okay.
Nothing is okay.
"Let me go!" I roared fluttering my lashes and trying to push through the circles these team had formed around me.
They were creeping me out and their faces now looked like clowns who would stop at nothing to take me back to these alphas.
"Please, don't hurt me...I will tell no one" i cried falling to my knees as everything looked chaotic and I shook my head. The loud cheer, the torture and the pleading voices of girls who were victims like me burns.
I want to die... please someone help me out.
The second doctor checked the chart in his hand and gasped.
"We need to get her to the OR stat. She's showing signs of hemorrhagic shock, and we need to find the source of the bleeding."
I lowered my eyes to my arm and realized I was bleeding but the bruised healed up and the doctor widened his eyes at me.
"Kill them all... they're responsible for making your life miserable" a voice echoes loudly in my head as the two nurses earlier rushes to lift me up from the ground and place back to the bed.
I pushed them away from me, staggering towards the first doctor who looked more elderly.
"Please, let me out of here...I don't want to hurt anyone, I'm a monster"
He heaved a sigh at me and then placed his palms on my shoulders and smiled.
"Hey it's okay, we are here to save you" he assured and tears stream down my eyes. No one can ever save me.
Immediately he said that line, his head fell off his body and everyone in the operation theatre began to scream. His blood poured on my face and I dried up, shaking and lost.