''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.

''So do I," I smirked, and before he realized what was going on, my elbow collided with his lips, pushing him backward.

Fuck that hurt.

"You fucking bitch! "He shouted, spewing blood and two teeth, while I smirked at him; and just as he was about to lunge at me, Sebastian grabbed his jacket and pushed him against the wall. The person groaned loudly, while the others were sprawled on their stomachs, blood flowing from all of their lips.

A loud bang echoed, and my attention was drawn to the pair in front of me. He kept punching the person on the wall with his jaw set and fists tight, and I could see a vein pop out of his skull.

This was bad; as much as I wanted the man to die, I didn't want Seb to go to jail.

"Seb, stop! " I murmured, clutching his elbows, but he didn't budge; he appeared like a man on a mission as if he had set his mission to murder him.

"Seb, stop! " I yelled, and he turned to face me. His eyes were ablaze with a ferocity I'd never seen before. He gazed at me with softened eyes, as if he had recovered from his trail.

"Are you okay, Ells? " He whispered, his eyes moist, and I felt my lungs contract and my vision blur with tears. I gave a nod.

His gaze shifted to my body, and he stiffened once more. His jaws tightened, and he raised his eyes to mine, heat burning in them.

''Was he the one who did this?" he inquired, his voice strangely calm.

''Seb-''

''Answer me'' he commanded in his calm down.

I nodded. I knew he was going to take his life, and I couldn't bear the notion of the man who had nearly raped me walking around freely, but I also didn't want Sebastian to go to jail because of me. I didn't know what I was feeling, but I was numb; all I wanted to do was go home to my mother and grieve with her. I wanted her to reassure me that everything was alright and that this was just all a horrible dream.

The shattering bone jolted me out of my stupor and made me realize what was going on. Sebastian continued to hurl fists at the face, which was no longer moving.

Why didn't I stop it?

I approached him, my body trembling and heavy breaths coming out of my lungs.

"Seb, he's not moving," I whispered as I clutched his shoulders. He didn't stop, and he continued to strike him.

''Seb''

''Seb''

''Sebastian''

He didn't back down; he was dead intent on killing the man. And nobody knows whether he's even alive anymore. Before collapsing on the ground, a loud yell emerged from my mouth. Everything fell silent around me, and all I could hear were my tears and the tightening of my heart.

God, why does it feel so bad?

Warmth blossomed in my shoulders, a coat wrapped around my body, and before I knew it, my head was on someone's chest. My ears were ringing with the sound of their heartbeat. Someone was sobbing, frantically sobbing. I looked around, but there was no one except for the comatose people on the floors.

My throat was sore and hurt. That's when it hit me: I was the one sobbing, but wasn't I feeling anything? I attempted to stop it, but it wouldn't let me.

Someone was gently caressing my back. ''Ssshh, it's over," that person murmured in my ears. My body gave up for it couldn't take any more pain; I'm not sure whose arms I was in, but I felt protected; this person's touch was not as repugnant as the other person's. I closed my eyes and sighed.

"Do you want space, will I- will I take my hands off you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?'' the person panicked.

"Shh," I whispered, tightening my grip on him; he relaxed and clasped his hands over my shoulders, kissing my head.

''I was so scared'' it seemed like he was talking to himself. I lifted my gaze to meet his ocean blue eyes, which appeared to be broken; his eyes glistened with unshed tears as he tugged on the hair lock that had fallen on my eyes behind my ears. His eyes were warm, and my heart felt at peace for the first time in many days.

Footsteps reverberated down the corridor, and heavy breathing met my ears, Sebastian unconsciously tightened his grip on me;

''Ells! " he exclaimed as he knelt at my level. ''Honey, are you all right?" Maver asked breathing heavily, his brows furrowed in concern, I nodded. Sebastian pulled Maver's hands away from my arms before they could contact mine.

"Don't touch her," he growled, tightening his grip.

Maver locked his jaws, nodded in agreement, and looked around. ''What the fuck?" he whispered to himself as he approached the disoriented figure who appeared to be taking his final breaths.

''Is he alive? '' I asked softly, my stomach churning. Sebastian stiffened and swallowed beside me. Mave knelt and placed his palms on that man's nose before gazing at us.

''He is," he murmured, and I relaxed immediately in Sebastian's embrace. Mave took out his phone and called a number before slipping it into his ears, ''911, emergency at the XXX nightclub, the individual appears to be unconscious at any moment, yes alright thank you," he murmured into the phone before hanging up.

''Let him fucking die," Sebastian raged,

''You're insane, you're going to jail for this," Mave whispered fiercely, "learn to have some fucking control, Seb! "

''He was about to fucking rape her! "I shuddered when he screamed, and Maver's eyes widened as he took my state. He gritted his teeth, returned his eyes to the unconscious man, and began approaching him.

''Mave stop!'' I softly muttered as tears streamed down my cheeks once again.

''Mave stop! Please!'' I shouted, sobbing hysterically as Sebastian clutched me firmly and pressed my head against his chest.

''Please ask him to stop," I begged with my glistening eyes. He nodded and sighed.

''Mave stop'' Sebastian uttered and I knew he wanted the man dead. And just as Mave was about to hit that person, Jace grabbed him backward.

"What the fuck!"

"He's practically dead, Mave, the cops are going to come after you," Jace snarled,

"I don't fucking care! This monster attempted to rape-'' his voice cracked, and that's when I met my best friend's gorgeous brown eyes, which now appeared to be shattered, and it crushed my heart.

"Fuck," she cursed as she cradled my face between her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks as she bit my lip to keep her cries at bay.

''I am so sorry," she sobbed as she clutched my face. I made a shaky motion with my head.

"It's not your fault," I said softly, wiping her eyes.

She shook her head and cupped her hands over her face. My head collided with Sebastian's chest as I closed my eyes and sank into it.

"Let's get you home," he murmured into my ears, and I nodded.

What he didn't realize was, in his arms, I was already home.