28| Monster and Cries.

                                    

                                          
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''Fucking touch her again, I dare you!''
                          
My ears perked up, and my glistening eyes met his cold ones, which were mysteriously lit on fire. I couldn't help but let out a small cry; his jaw tightened and he shifted his eyes to the man in front of me.
                          
''Let. Her. Go'' He seethed in his harsh, frigid voice, sending shivers down my spine.  I have never witnessed this side of him.

                          
The man in front of him burst out into a fit of laughter as if whatever he said was the funniest thing he'd ever heard.

                          
"I said, let her go!"
                          
He seethed through his teeth, his gaze never leaving mine, and when he surveyed my body, I could see a vein pop out of his forehead. He gritted his teeth and averted his gaze.
                          
''You are that dude," the man in front of me thought, and recognition flashes in those ocean blue eyes of his.

                          
"You didn't let me have that girl, and now it's your girl's turn; she has to take my dick in that pretty tight cun-" he didn't get to complete his statement because in an instant he was thrown into the other side of the corner.

                          
Sebastian stood as a protective barrier in front of me. His shoulders were straight, but his body was trembling with rage. All the men over there glanced at him with obvious terror in their eyes, but that didn't stop them from charging him and throwing themselves on him the next minute. He battled them, but he didn't move away from me; he fought them like a lion protecting his lioness.
                          
The ringing of my phone echoed but it was nowhere to be seen; it was in my clutch, which the goon had tossed away while unbuttoning my shirt.
                          
"Take this and call Jace or Mave," he said as he turned back, handing me his phone. His eyes met mine and softened a little before becoming icier as he turned around.
                          
I dial Mave's number with my trembling hands, grateful for my good fortune in remembering it.

                          
He answered it in the second ring, ''You are speaking to Maver the gamer, how can I assist you?" he goofed in the call, god he was wasted.
                          
"Mave," I said in a weak voice.

                          
''Ells?-Is that you?" he asked, alarmed.
                          
"Yes," I responded, my voice strained.
                          
''fuck! Where are you? '' 

                          
"Bathroom-" and before I could finish my statement, someone grabbed me from the side and held my face in between their palm.

"You bitch," he spat in my face, forcing me to close my eyes. Never in my life had I been put in a situation where I felt weak, and the notion itself was something I despised.

                          
So, what was it that made me feel this way now?
                          
I glanced at Sebastian who was busy fighting and throwing punches at the others; thinking I was behind him and I didn't let him know that I wasn't and instead looked up at the monster in front who was unzipping his pants.

                          
''You love this, don't you? Watching girls beg you to stop but that's what you feel more powerful'' I questioned coldly, and the monster raised his eyes and viciously grinned, exposing his yellow teeth. 

                          
''Yeah, women are meant to beg us'' and it was exactly what I wanted to hear. I was going to strike his groin one more time when his roughed hands gripped my knees.

                          
"I don't make the same mistakes twice," he eerily smiled. My gaze crossed his shoulders and found the ocean blue eyes; Sebastian's nostrils flared and his teeth set hard. I knew what I had to do when he nodded.