⭐🌟(A/N: TRIGGER WARNING. This chapter contains depictions of abuse. Physical, Mental and Sexual (Rape). If this will trigger you, please skip this chapter and send me a message and I will send you a much less graphic short synopsis of this chapter. Thank you. -Monster_Mama)🌟⭐

"How. Many. Times. Do. I. Have. To. Fucking. Explain. This." He grunted between each word as he kicked me in the ribs after throwing me to the floor.

He had untied me to use the bathroom and I tried to make a run for it. I miscalculated though, because being a dancer like myself, he was just as fast but overpowered me tenfold.

Each kick had of pain and teror falling from my lips. "You stupid fucking bitch!" He screamed in frustration as he began to pace.

I scrambled my frail broken body into a corner and curled in around myself. A brand new wave of tears had generated and were now falling freely down my face. "Please Jeremy. Stop this." I begged as I cried.

"No! You haven't learned your lesson Alyssa. I am the ONLY man who can ever love you the way you deserve. Even your dad is a filthy pig of biker scum. You're a prestigious dancer Alyssa, you need a much better life than them." He tried to reason.

"Jeremy. I love my dad and I love Opie. Please... If you really loved me you wouldn't be doing this." I pleaded with him.

I knew I'd made a mistake the second I said I loved Opie because his eyes changed back to their dark color they looked almost black as a rage overtook him.

He grabbed me by a fist full of hair and smashed my head against the wall making me scream and the wall shake from the force. "YOU DON'T LOVE HIM! YOU CAN'T! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LOVE ME!" He screamed in rage.

I screamed as loud as I could as he dragged me up by my hair and threw me back onto the bed. I instinctively curled up around myself again as he began to undress himself once again. Heavy sobs wracked my body as he began to tie me down to the bed again.

I tried to fight but only managed to kick him in the side of the face. That only made him ten times angrier. He cracked the back of his hand across my face before finishing the job of tying me to the bed. He stripped off his boxers before crawling up the bed to settle between my legs.

I looked away feeling sick to my stomach as I watched him stroke himself and tears rolled down my face, silent sobs escaping me. He entered me in one swift painful thrust.

The front door of the motel room flew open as a heavy boot collided with it. The first face I saw was Opie's and I screamed in relief. It was two seconds later Jeremy was ripped off of me as Opie's fists collided with his head. Jax came over to me and untied me, stripping off his cut and shirt before handing me his shirt. I winced at every move I made getting his shirt on.

My dad rushed in after and tears fell down his face as he saw me. He came directly to my side and picked me up carefully holding me in his arm. I could hear Jax speaking to Opie in hushed tones.

"He's dead Ope. Stop..." He whispered.

I began to cry harder as I buried myself into my dads chest. "Alyssa?" Opie asked, I heard his chains rattle as he knelt before my dad and I. "Baby..."

I pulled my head out of my dads chest and looked at Opie. He gasped slightly at the sight of my swollen and bruised face and I could see the tears welling in his eyes. "Oh god... Alyssa..." He whimpered.

I sniffled and moved to wrap my arms around Opie's neck. He took me into his arms and held me carefully. "I'm so sorry Alyssa." He sobbed softly.

"No." I croaked shaking my head. I lifted my head and looked at all the solemn and pained faces in the room. "None of you should be sorry. This wasn't anyone's fault but his. Please don't blame yourselves..." I pleaded, my voice hoarse and cracking.

They all nodded but they still looked so sad. I curled back into Opie as Jax called an ambulance. Opie knew there was a possiblity of jail time for what he did but I knew he didn't regret it. At least I hoped he didn't.

Once the police and ambulance arrived, the paramedics immediately began checking me over as cops asked all of us a billion questions. The ambulance went to take me away and a screamed at them making them stop. "Opie. I need Opie." I said beginning to shake.

Opie looked at me and moved to come toward me. They nodded and allowed him in the back with me. "Ms. Telford, were you also sexually assaulted?" They asked.

I nodded. "Twice... The second was stopped before it go very far though." I told her.

I could feel Ope squeeze my hand a little tighter. "Okay. We will do a rape kit on you when we get to St. Thomas." I nodded and she continued to tend to my open wounds.

"Alyssa, I'm so sorry..." Opue whimpered.

"Please Opie... It's not your fault." I told him softly.

"I love you Alyssa." He told me giving my hand a gentle squeeze.

"I love you too Opie." I whispered. "Ope, it hurts..." I sobbed softly beginning to feel the excruciating pain radiating through my body.

"Shh baby... I know." He whispered kissing the side of my face. "Can you give her anything for the pain?" He asked them.

The woman nodded and gave me a small shot of morphine. I began to feel the effects almost immediately. My eyes grew heavy as I stared at Opie. "I love you..." I mumbled sleepily.

"I love you too Alyssa." I heard him say as I drifted off to sleep.