Please, please let them kill me.I don’t want my father to find me like this, because they’re breaking me apart piece by piece. I won’t be the person he loves by the end of this. I don’t want to live with this shame.
It’s hard to think as McCreuger shoves his dick down my throat, and I can taste the battery acid flavor of my blood. I am being ripped apart, and Luis has to wrap his arm around my waist to hold me up as my knees collapse. My body is still trying to save me despite how little self preservation I have.
I’m a stupid fucking girl. Why did I think I was safe here? No place is safe for an omega. I’m not special, and this is the bitter education I’m receiving to teach me that.
The pain is overwhelming, and something snaps within me. I can’t breathe, my body is shutting down, but I manage to bite down around McCreuger’s thick dick. I refuse to let go as he hits me, his meaty fists punching my face as if I’m a weight bag at a gym.
Life suspends at one point, and I’m almost certain that I’m dead.
“Caelia!” Dad roars. “Where the fuck is my daughter, you douchebags!”
“I don’t know, sir,” a voice outside says. “Did you check your office?”
“Shit,” Luis curses. “No one breathe. They’re right outside the door. Riley was supposed to be our lookout.”
“He wanted a chance with the cocktease,” McCreuger mutters. “I promised he could get his dick wet too. We’ve been so busy there’s been no time to fuck anyone.”
My mouth is free of his dick, and he’s clutching at his mangled cock in pain. I still can’t breathe as the alpha holds tightly to my throat, but I try.
“Ugh!” I scream, knowing I have one chance to get Dad’s attention. I’m so damn close to blacking out.
If my father walks away to continue looking for me, there will be a revolving door of hockey players raping me. Am I selfish for trying to save myself? I’m so confused, I don’t know what to think anymore.
“Shhh,” Luis growls, his fingers pinching my nose so there’s zero chance of getting any air. “Be quiet.”
There’s power in his alpha bark, and I find my vocal cords constrict until I can’t push out any sound. It’s so damn invasive. That’s too much power for a single person to have, and it truly makes me realize how vulnerable I am.
“I heard something. Get the fuck away from the door!” Dad roars, and I hear a thump as he deals with Riley so he can ripopen the door. There’s a moment of silence as I soundlessly sob, and the alphas have clearly been caught with their pants down. “You motherfuckers…”
My father grabs Luis by his shoulder length hair, yanking him off of me, and pulling his dick out of me in the process. My body feels battered and ruined, and all I want to do is hide away. McCreuger puts his hands up in the air, as if that will save him from my father, and I drop to the ground when he lets go. My body is on fire, my hands refusing to work so all I can do is attempt to hide from the stares that will inevitably begin.
Dad kicks Luis in the dick as he holds onto his hair, then hits him over and over again as he screams obscenities at him. He drops him to the ground and yanks McCreuger out of the closet, shaking the player as if that’ll help the situation.
“Daddy,” I whimper, my heart breaking as I watch him cry in anger. The bark isn’t strong enough for Luis to keep as his concentration breaks, freeing me from being unable to speak.
“You… fucking rapist!” My father screams at him. “I told you over and over to leave her alone. What part ofnois so difficult to understand?”
Dad punches McCreuger in the face, dropping to the ground in disgust when it knocks him out.
“Coach! What the fuck? Have you lost your mind?” his assistant coach asks.
My father ignores him, rushing into the closet to pick me up.
“I need a blanket!” Dad screams, his fingers gingerly touching my face. My right eye is beginning to swell, and I doubt I’ll be conscious for much longer.
“Holy shit, Caelia,” Mr. Thompson whispers, finally seeing me. He’s been Dad’s assistant coach for years, and I hate that he’s seeing my father like this.
A blanket is pressed into my father’s hand, and he wraps my body with it before lifting me into his arms as if I’m weightless.
“They hurt my baby girl,” Dad growls, standing as he faces his assistant coach and friend.
“Curtis, I’m so sorry,” he whispers. “I swear I had no idea what was happening in here. A few of them have been acting shady as fuck tonight. You have to know that this doesn’t look good for you. Attacking players?—”
“People who raped my daughter,” Dad interrupts, stepping out of the closet.
There are gasps from the few people milling around in the hallway, and I hide my face as I press it against my dad’s chest. It hurts, but so do the stares.
“I know they’ll fire and black ball me for this,” Dad says, glaring at everyone. “I’ll beat them to it. I will never coach a team with a bunch of rapists on it. Never in my life did I think this could happen. Hockey players get a bad reputation as it is, and this simply solidifies that you all have no concept of what consent is. I’m taking my daughter to the hospital. I fucking quit.”
