CHASE
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Nothing was working. No matter how hard I fought the restraints, they weren't setting me free. As much as I wanted to close my eyes and never have to see him touching her, I couldn't hide away from it. My eyes were wide open with rage as I watched him touch her. He was touching her. Touching her delicate little body, with every connection he made with her skin, I burned a little more.

I pulled on my chair as I tried to get to her, my heart was no longer existent in my chest and my breath was a second away from ending, I couldn't breathe at the sight before me. I could feel my insides churning with the need to save her, to kill him, to end this. I couldn't think properly due to every vein in my skin throbbed to hold her. I was going to kill him.

'You don't look so good over there.' He turned his attention to me, a smirk lifting up the corners of his mouth all the while his hand found its way to her hair.

Don't touch her!

She's mine.

I took a deep breath and tried to steady my raging thoughts, if I wanted to end this, I had to be smart, I had to think clearly and I'm not sure if I could do that with all of the adrenaline that was running through me as I played out bit by bit on how I was going to rip his head off his shoulders. I had to be smart, for her.

'Does he look good to you?' He turned to Sofia. Her eyes were on me. Tears had clogged up her vision and I doubt she could even see me through the waterfall that roamed around her sight. The urge to hold her in my arms and tell her everything was going to be ok was too strong, too strong yet I couldn't move. Bound to a god damn chair, immobile as I watched his hands move down to her chest.

Yanking on her shirt, he ripped it, exposing her bra to both of our eyes. I felt sick. I couldn't see this and yet I didn't want to look away, if she was going through this, I had to do it with her. I just didn't know how long I was going to last before I became a bigger monster than him.

'Oh.' He furrowed his eyebrows as he traced his thumb over the 'C' I had marked on her skin. He seemed disappointed at the image before him and a part of me felt a little happy to watch him burn at the sight of me on her.

'Wow he's sicker than me.' He looked over to me, his eyes holding a challenge yet his mouth held a smile. I knew he was burning inside and I couldn't help but feel satisfied for a split second.

Turning his attention back to her, he tilted his head and stared at her for a long moment, long enough to piss me off just before he placed his hand against her chest, trailing his fingers down beneath her bra. She closed her eyes and turned her head to the side as he fiddled with the places that belonged to me.

I yanked on the ropes again and again, I could feel the hot liquid running down my skin as the thick nylon dug into my wrists and torso. I didn't care, I had to get out and I had to get out now. With every second that went by, every second that he put his filthy hands on her and every single second that she shed a tear, I was sinking a little more, I was aching a little more to replace my way to her. I was raging a lot fucking more to end him.

'Oh come on sweetheart, it's not that bad.' He whispered into her tape covered lips as his hands fiddled with her breasts. 'Don't tell me you don't like it.' He stood up and looked over to me, I wanted to smack the smirk off his face.

'She likes it, don't you think?' It didn't take much for him to say for me to let out a deep growl from deep within my throat as I pulled myself forward, the chair moving a small distant with me. He eyed me carefully before he let go of her and walked towards me.

That's right. Come to me. The tension melting through me eased down a little as he distanced himself from her and targeted me but I could see the stress running through Sofia's eyes as she watched him pull out a gun from the waistband of his pants. She shook her head while tears exploded out of her beautiful little eyes. I was just happy to be the one taking the heat of his game, rather than her.

He put the gun to my head and shot me a smile. 'Bella, would you care to keep your eyes open while I blow your boyfriends brains out?' He glanced at her before looking back at me. I couldn't stop the heaving of my chest as I breathed in and out the fury that was oozing out of my skin and bones.

'You're the reason she left me.' He was serious now, angry even. No smile lurking behind his eyes and no entertainment feeding his soul. He was raging as he stared me in the eye.

'We were going to get back together, I know we were but then you came along and she forgot all about me.' He looked at her with hate and I wanted so bad to scrape that look off his face.

'Personally, I don't know what she see's in you.' He nudged the gun into my head as he frowned, ripping off the tape from my mouth, he tilted his head, his frown turning into a smirk while he waited for me to spit back.

'You keep acting like you lost her to me, but you never had her to begin with.' I couldn't help but pour gas over his burning rage. It felt good to get into his head, although it didn't last long enough as he pulled the gun back and smacked it into the side of my head.

I tried to clear the blurry vision that prevented me from seeing her face. It didn't take much for me to know that there was blood rolling down the side of my head from the hit he gave me with the gun. With everything in me I pulled my head back up and looked at his amused form.

'Let her go.' I spoke through gritted teeth, I could handle him messing with me but I couldn't handle him messing with her and everything in me was screaming for me to launch at him yet I couldn't move. It was frustrating.

'Now why would I do that? She's the best part of it all.' He gave me a questioning look and then walked back over to her, my heart beating rapidly in my chest as I waited for the inevitable. He was going to hurt her and I couldn't stop it.

'Don't touch her!' I growled into the silence as he lifted her face, but she never once looked at him. She was looking at me. Tears had officially soaked up her face, her eyes bloodshot.

Ignoring me, he leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips which was accompanied by him reaching for his zipper. My throat clogged up with the amount of rage that was fuelling up my blood and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

'I'm. Going. To. Kill. You' I spoke out with my heart cracking as I watched him pull down his zipper. He rubbed over his crotched a while before he went to reach for his member.

'Can't handle me huh? So you go to her because you think she's weak? You're just as weak as you think she is.' I knew I was getting into his head as he stopped momentarily, obvious irritation in his demeanour as my words hit him on full blast.

'Why don't you turn around and face me? Can't handle the truth?' I urged him on to take his anger out on me and not her.

'You put a gun to my head, but I will kill you with my bare hands.'

And with that, he launched over back at me, landing a punch to my face over and over again as he emptied his rage. Good. He fell for it, he left her alone. Lifting my head up, I spat out the blood that had filled up my mouth then looked up at him.

'I will, kill you and trust me, I'm a man of my words.' I coughed up, taking a deep breath as I antagonised him a little more.

He landed another hit to my jaw then pulled my face towards him. 'You're already dead.' He spat out before he latched another tape across my mouth. I was fuming in anger as I watched him make his way back over to her.

'Now where were we?' He stroked her hair before he reached inside his pants. And that's when I could no longer think or breathe. The whole world spun around me, my body felt like it was going to blow up into flames as I watched him take off her tape and push himself into her mouth.

'Sofia!' I yelled into the tape but my voice came out silent. I felt like I was going to suffocate and the only thing on my mind was, her. She sobbed against him, with every thrust of his hip into her mouth, a tear dropped from her face. I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't watch this happen. For a moment, I saw me. I saw me doing the exact same thing to her and my heart throbbed. I wasn't any better than him.

I was drowning at the sight of her and for her, I pushed aside the suffocation and focused. I knew what I had to do. I had to end this. I would end it for her.

I saved her once, I was going to save her again.