"Shit." Aden half whispered as he let me go.

"Care to explain what the fuck you're doing here, asshole?" Matt started. "I know damn well we fucking told you to stay the fuck away from here, and her."

"Matt," I stared at him, trying to get his attention away from Aden, so he would listen to what I had to say. "Please, Matt, let us explain."

"Explain what?! The fact that he treated you like dirt, and pushed you around, and now you're going to take him back, no questions asked?!" Matt yelled in disbelief. "You're stupid if you think that he is going to change, after what happened."

"Matt, please. She's not stupid, we both know that. She's your friend. She's the love of my life. I wanted her back, I missed her. I came here to apologize. She accepted my apology. We want to get back together."

"She's the love of your life? Do you hit the love of your life?!" Matt stomped away, back into the house, slamming the door shut behind him.

"You should probably go, babe. I'll try to talk to him, to all of them. I will call you later, I promise."

"Okay. I'll go, but please don't let them get under your skin. I love you."

"I love you, too."
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I woke up the next day to the sun shining on my face. I smiled, and leaned up on the bed. My smile soon disappeared, though, when I realized I had forgotten to call Aden the night before. After all that had happened, it's no wonder it slipped my mind. The guys were not happy, at all, that Aden and I were back together, they didn't believe he deserved another chance with me. Matt wouldn't even look my way, let alone speak to me. Sam was a little bit more understanding, but I could tell he was having a fit on the inside.

I hurriedly got out of bed, and got dressed. Just as I was about to walk out of my room, the doorbell rang downstairs, and I made my way to get it.

"Hey, baby." Aden greeted as I opened the door. He leaned in and kissed me. "You never called last night, I thought I'd come over and check on you, make sure everything's okay, and that they didn't lock you away for taking me back." He smiled.

"No, they didn't. Yet." I smiled back and let him into the house.
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Aden ended up spending the whole day with me at the house, he mainly stayed in my room, though, due to the fact that the guys were already unhappy with him, and they didn't like him being there any more.

Nearing the end of the night, Aden and I were curled up on my bed watching a movie, some horror film from back in the 80s, Aden had picked out. I could tell he was bored with it, though, when he started kissing my neck.

"Aden, what are you doing? You picked this movie out, aren't you going to watch it?"

"I'd rather watch you, baby." He winked at me, and went back to kissing my neck, making his way down to my chest, pushing my shirt up as he went.

"Aden, please."

"What don't you like it? Do I not turn you on at all?"

"No, it feels ravishing, I just am not ready to give myself to you, yet. Especially not after what happened between us two weeks ago.

"Baby, you know I'm sorry for that." He finally stopped his kissing, and looked up at me. "Plus, before that even happened, we were together for seven months. You're still not ready? What are you afraid of, it's not like you're a virgin."

"I know I'm not, but I'm just not ready to go this far with you, okay?" I pushed him away, and returned my gaze to the movie. Aden returned to my side, and pushed his way on top of me.

"Listen here, you fucking bitch. Did you not learn your lesson the first time? Shall we go over it again? You don't fucking talk to me like that, you don't push me away." He leaned down and whispered in my ear. I started to struggle against him. He just slapped me, and pinned me under him. "I'm going to have to teach you a lesson aren't I?" He ripped off my shirt, and shoved it into my mouth. "This is so you don't make too much noise, baby. We don't want to attract any attention." He kissed all over my neck and chest, and made his way down my stomach, loosening the buttons on my shorts. He slipped off my bra, and ripped away my shorts and panties, throwing them to the floor. The tears slipped down my cheeks uncontrollably. I tried to cry out when he shoved a finger inside of me, but it was no use, the shirt in my mouth was masking my sounds. All of the guys were downstairs, and they didn't even know what was happening. Aden knew they wouldn't come up here while he was here since they hated him. I was terrified of what was going to happen. I was brought back from my thoughts when I heard Aden unzip his pants, and throw them to the ground. I looked back to him, taking in his now naked body. My fear was slowly turning into a reality, he was going to rape me, and there was nothing I could do about it. Suddenly, he got up, grabbed a towel, slipping it around his waist, and snuck out of the room. I tried to make a run for it, but I was too late, he caught me by the waist, just as I hit the door. He shoved the shirt back into my mouth, and threw me on the bed, pinning me down. He held up a pair of handcuffs. "I always knew Matt had a kinky side to him, he likes to be in control doesn't he?" I shook my head. I didn't know what he was talking about, or how he could possibly know I slept with Matt, when I never told him. He slapped me across my cheek. "Don't try to deny it, you slut. I know you slept with him, there was a pair of your underwear left under the bed. Don't worry, though, it didn't look like they'd been touched." He smirked at me, and threw the towel to the floor, revealing his naked body, yet again. He looped the cuffs threw the headboard, and closed them around each of my hands, locking me in place. Next, he held up a small pocket knife. "We're gonna have lots of fun, baby. You don't know how long I've wanted to punish you." The knife flipped open with a click, and he held it to my cheek. I could see the blood starting to run out of the little slice he made, as he lifted the knife. He held it to my stomach, next, and cut a clean slice rut above my belly button, making me cry out in pain, although it could barely be heard. He kept up, making small cuts in many different places on my naked body, until his hands were covered in my blood. My hair was wet around my face from all of my tears. "Okay, I'm done, baby." He picked up the towel from the floor and wiped his bloody hands on it, and used it to wipe the tears off of my face, and swiped it over my body to collect the blood that was running out. "Now time for the real fun." He edged his way in between my legs, and, in one swift, hard movement, slammed into me. I cried harder with every thrust. He kept at it for a while, going faster with each movement, until he decided he was tired of the position. He threatened me before he undid the cuffs around my hands, and flipped me over onto my stomach, returning the cuffs to my hands. He pulled my ass up to meet him, and pounded into me again. I didn't know how much more of this I could take, I was in so much pain. I could feel blood running down my legs. He thrusted into me relentlessly until I felt him spill inside of me. He kept at it a few more times before pulling out of me, and getting himself dressed. It was after midnight by this time. I was too, terrified to do or say anything, as he undid the cuffs, and pulled the shirt out of my mouth. "I'm going to return these to Matt's room before I leave, that way he won't get too suspicious." He smirked. "Oh, and this, too." He said, holding up the still bloody pocket knife. "I'm not going to clean it, I want to leave him wondering. Now, you be good, baby. I'll see you soon." With that, he left the room, and soon enough, I heard the downstairs door close behind him. I was so worn out, I didn't even bother to do anything, or move. I just laid there, tears running down my face, until sleep enveloped me.