Chapter 6

"Please...stop" I cried laying on the floor shielding my head with my arm, but the beating continued.

"Don't tell me what to do!" He yelled and it only got worse.

I couldn't take it.

So I did something I never did before. I called for help.

"Mom! Dad! Help me!" I screamed. One minute... One minute thirty seconds. Two minutes. No one came. All the while my head was being slammed into the door. He kicked me in my stomach and I screamed louder. Just hoping to get help. Nobody came.

Spots became apparent as he drew a knife from my thigh to my knee until I finally blacked out.

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Moments later...

I woke up, a dry feeling in my mouth. My eyes were burning and I tasted metallic. Memories came flying back and I got up holding back a sob.  I limped around my bedroom until I made it to my bathroom. There he was standing in the shower.

"Oh princess you're finally awake. Why don't you join me in the shower." His eyes were dark and mine bulged.

No.

I started slowly limping backward wincing at the pain in my thigh but he was quick noticing my action at pulling my hair toward him. I scowled at the pain and yelped.

"Please, Spencer," I say closing my eyes as his hands roam my body

"Please," I whisper uselessly.

I spring up drenched in sweat and throw my covers off me. I sit on the side of my bed and put my head in my hand.

I don't cry though. I feel nothing. Just numbness.

I get in the shower and slowly soap up. After rinsing I brush my teeth and my hair. I look into the mirror at my red eyes and sniff.

Lord, I'm so pathetic.

I roll my eyes at my appearance and go back to my bedroom. Pulling my hair into a high ponytail, I put on a white thrasher shirt, a mini skirt, and some knee-high boots. Throwing my leather jacket over my shirt, I grab an apple and make my way out.

I sit in my Audi aka my baby Jace. Yes, I named my car Jace and looked at the clock on the dashboard. It was early. Like seven-thirty early.

I have a few surveys to complete so it's okay. On the way to the company, my phone started ringing.

Not in the mood.

I ignore it and park into my spot. Waiting for the elevator Damien suddenly appears looking worried.

"Aspen! Are you alright?" He all but yelled at walked towards me. I took the time to look at his appearance. His hair was normal but he had a very expensive-looking suit, Armani, maybe? And dress shoes. He had a crescent shape bull nose piercing that I didn't see before. He looked ab-sol-utely handsome.

"You didn't answer your calls last night."

Oh, yea I turned my phone off.

"I was so worried"

That's so sweet.

"Aspen?" He called out softly.

"Oh right." My voice came out hoarse from lack of use and I cringed. He's gonna know I cried. "I'm fine. Don't worry. I'm just not feeling too good." I lied.

"Oh. Then take the day off" he offered.

"No!" I yelled and everyone turned to look at me. "No it's fine really, it's just a little cold," I say more quietly this time.

Ding!

Talk about saved by the bell.

I quickly step onto the elevator and stare at him. 

"Okay if you say so love. I'll see you at lunch," he says in a low voice. "Oh and aspen?"

"Hmm?" I answer.

"You look delicious today." He says with a wink as the elevator closed and I blushed hard.

Reaching my floor, I compose myself and turn my face neutral. I walk to his office.

He sat behind his desk with his jacket off and only his dress shirt on. His muscles rippled through his shirt and he had glasses on.

Oh, my lord, someone get some water this man is too hot and he's making me thirs-

"Are you done, Ms. William?" He calls out with an amused voice. I clear my throat and feel my face heat up from being caught staring.

"Can I have the files for the survey now sir?"

"Drawer below, left side," he says amused and I look at him confused only to see that its the lowest drawer in on the left of him....and I have a skirt on. Why did I wear lace today?!

I groan softly and make my way to the drawer, instead of bending though I stoop. I grab the files and stand back up.

Problem solved.

I turn and smirk at him

"Have a good day sir."

"Aspen wait." I freeze but didn't turn around.

"I'm sorry." He says quietly and my mouth falls open. I turn around to see him looking down.

"I.. .its okay," I say just as quietly I was beyond stunned.

"I'll try to be more respectful of you." He replies sounding determined and I smile but don't reply. I then turn back around and make my way out.

What the hell is wrong with these brothers, seems like its a family disease or some weird crap.