Shattered_An Innocent Wife

In the Camp

I passed the mansion without stopping. In half an hour I made my way to my camp. The moment I got out of my car I noticed my tire getting flat. I wasn't in the mood to change it right now so I casually unloaded the things.

I don't know what I did was right or not. But it was smart. And it's enough to relax my nerves.

I grab the fish road and sit at the edge of the lake. No matter how hard I was trying but my conscience was trying to kick in. And fighting this conscience and being numb is the winning. I have learned the hard way why it's necessary to not help someone without your gain. I have learned the hard way how much showing kindness and mercy can cost you. And I don't plan to let my lessons be wasted. I know this is not me. But I don't have a choice but to be something that is invincible and unwavering. And this demands sacrifice.

I was still waiting for some fish to be caught when I heard a loud splash followed by a cry for help. Some girl was drowning. It took me some seconds to process what just happened. The moment I jump into the water that girl was not crying for help but the sound of splashing water could be heard. When I reached the place where that girl was I noticed that she had gone down. Without wasting a single moment I hurriedly swam downward. It was completely dark. Instead of swimming towards down and moving my hands here and there, I wasn't doing much. The moment I was about to lost hope my left hand touched some fingers. Extending my hand more to that direction what I caught was a hand. I drag that hand towards me and bought that girl up.

She was completely unconscious. And I believe she wasn't breathing too. So, I swam my way to the edge of the lake as fast as I could. I could sense that she was not wearing any top. The moment I made her lay down on the edge of the lake I was beyond shocked.

She was the redhead. I saw her lying lifeless, cold and pale. The blue dress that she was wearing in the party was wrapped around her waist and covering her legs. Without wasting a single second I start putting pressure on her stomach with my palms. I was worried when she didn't respond. But when I did it for the fifth time she coughs out the water. I checked her pulse. It was there. I let out a sigh of relief.

I need to take her to the hospital. It was my first thought. But then it struck me. I have a flat tire. In frustration, I just look here and there to see what I can do. But then I bent over her and lightly slapped her cheeks for a few seconds.

"Hey! Can you hear me? Wake up damn it."

Squeezing her jaw I shook her head but still, there was no response. I scooped her in my arms and went inside my camp and placed her on the mat.

I almost ran to my car to fetch some towels. But I also got the first aid box and my leather bag having my clothes.

Switching on my L.E.D lights when I saw her I broke into sweats. She looks so lifeless and abused. Her body was filled with welts. Her left cheek was slapped mercilessly. Her lips had a cut and her eye was a little swollen.

But all I could recall was her. Though they have nothing in common. But she was lying on the floor just like her. When I killed her. With my very own hands. I killed the person who once matters to me the most. I couldn't move. And bend down on the floor. How I am supposed to save someone? I, myself is a killer. I am the worst.

I was still in my thoughts when a whimper from her mouth got me out of my trance. I don't know if she was dreaming about something or dying. Noah Miller! Get your s**t together. It's not the time to think about the past.

Getting the towel I dab her body dry. She was so cold, thin and soft. Maybe she is dying. I don't have any way to tell. I look at her dress that was drenched in water and was stuck around her waist. Hiding her s*x and legs. Gulping hard I removed her dress. Just to see more welts on her very thin legs and thigh. She was so thin that for a moment it was disgusting. She was just a bag of bones.

Taking another towel I dry her legs. And when I reached her feet I noticed her pads had scars too. Though they were old. But someone canned her feet pads once really bad. I rubbed away all the dirt her feet had with the very same towel. She was wearing cotton panties. That too was drenched. It was really getting very uncomfortable.

Why are you helping her Noah? Just leave her here. She either lives or dies. Her fate will decide. You are not responsible for her condition. Yes, you made a choice not to help her. But her condition is not your doing. The voice that I have nurtured all for too long screamed.

Do I have an answer? Yes. She was going to die. I interfere and made her live in this merciless world again. So, I will help her this once and forgot about this night like it never happened.

Inhaling deeply I removed her panties. She was completely naked. Only if she had a little weight she might be a very beautiful maiden. So, bad that she had all these scars on her body. A thought crossed my mind. I made her legs spread and took a better look at her s*x. Her s*x was hidden with some little hairs. With my right hand, I touched her. Spreading the lips of her s*x I noticed it didn't have any sperm or swelling. So, it means she didn't have s*x tonight.

My throat was all dry and I started to feel swelling in my pants. I throw the towel on her s*x to hide it from my eyes. Getting my flask that was already in my camp I chugged down the whole container. A wrong decision. I know that. I again made my way to her and with another towel wrapped her wet hairs. I did notice all the straws of the barn that were stuck in her hair. But I didn't mind them and wrapped the towel anyway.

I made her turn. And the moment I look at her back it was a whole other story. She had dried blood. I cursed under my breath. Taking the towel away from her s*x I dab her back. The scars were not bleeding. I took an antiseptic cream from the first aid box and applied on her cuts.

Her lips were turning blue. Her breathing was becoming shallow. Removing my clothes from my bag I throw a suit jacket on her. And try to hide her intimate parts from my eyes. I look at myself. I was too completely drenched in my wet clothes. In just one minute I got rid of all my clothes and wrapped a towel around my waist. I sat down beside her. Taking her hands I tried to rub them. Pads of her hands were rough and scarred too. For a moment I doubt if she is worth saving. What's the point in saving her. Just so she keeps on enduring all this pain again. And I thought only my life is f****d up. Rubbing her hands were not doing much.

This was not going to work. And I knew what I need to do. But what if I won't be able to contain myself. She is already dying and if I end up f*****g her in this state of her this kid will be dead. But I found myself switching off the L.E.D. I recalled Ben saying she will be 18 in two weeks when I unfasten the towel around my waist.

I laid beside her. Grabbing her waist I made her turn and hugged her almost freezing body. Her cold body had made her n*****s so erect. I sucked on my breath when I felt them. On my hard muscle chest, they felt so soft. And though I f**k the w****s on the weekend it's been after six long years that I hugged someone so tenderly. I started rubbing her back with my palm. But when I moved over the cuts she reacted. I stopped rubbing there and went further down until I felt her all grown butts. They were cold too. I cupped them.

Next, I get her whole right leg in between my legs. My hardness was getting bigger. I could feel my self all erect in my groin and the fact that my hardness was touching her thighs was not helping at all. My throat was all dry. I made myself a little up and made her face buried in my neck. I let her hairs out of that wrapped towels. Her breathing was fanning my neck. She smells like a cake. I got a little up. Her face came into my chest and my hardness was touching her s*x now. It was becoming so hard.

I gently gave a peck on her head. My hand that was grabbing her butt a moment ago started kneading her flesh. Pulling her butts more in, I rubbed my length over her s*x. She was getting less cold now. But my temperature was rising up. Moving her leg a little up I placed my throbbing hardness in between her thighs. But what my rod was craving was not her thighs. It was something just a little up.

I know I should stop right here. She is far too young. And not even conscious. I decided to sleep. Half an hour passed. She was getting a little warm now. But I wasn't able to sleep at all. And the next thing I know, I was on top of her. Moving a little down I took her breasts in my mouth and sucked on them. My mouth sucking on her erect buds was the only sound that could be heard in the camp. I couldn't get enough of that soft skin. But she was completely out of her senses and it felt so wrong. I moved up and took her very soft lips in my mouth. I know it's wrong but my desires were clouding my mind.

I get off her. And hugged her back. Though her body was warm now I still hold her. Maybe I was getting greedy. I don't know. My length was oozing precum. I felt her hands touching my abdomen. Her hands were not that warm. And before I could process I moved a little up, caught her hand and made it hold my length. Her scarred hands felt amazing on my hardness. I was sweating profusely. And somewhere I know I am gonna end up f*****g her tonight. And this shouldn't happen. I let go of her and stood up. I grab one of my boxers and put them on.

I was beyond frustrated. Now, I have to live with the fact that I took advantage of an underage unconscious girl. I know I didn't f**k her but it was still the same. I missed my w***e no. 4. I would have banged her mercilessly if I could find her here. I looked at that redhead and thought.

I am gonna leave this town like first thing in the morning and will forget this town like it never happened. And that includes this redhead too.

I laid beside her and this time instead of hugging her front I hugged her from her back. I feel like her scarred back was crying for help. I tried to sleep and only realized I dozed off when I woke up from her stirring. She was asleep but may be experiencing a bad dream. Her face was sweating profusely. I hugged her back tightly. It took her 15 mins to finally relax.

I was feeling sleepy and didn't have much difficulty falling sleep again. The next thing I feel was that something was squirming against my body. My eyes shot open to find redhead awake. But as she was caged in my arms and my legs over her legs she was not able to move. I calmly loosen my grip and closed my eyes again. But the next moment I felt that suit jacket that was covering me and her whole night, was pulled off of me. That made me open my eyes but I was still all sprawled on the floor. My eyes were the only part of me that was moving.

What my eyes registered was the redhead. She was sitting with her legs curled to her chest. And she had spread that coat over her legs to cover herself up from me. She looked so scared. And she was also shivering like a dry leaf. She would look at me with surprise and then at her surroundings and then back at me again.

I am not a morning person. Talking in the morning is something I hate. I was still trying to persuade myself to explain the situation to her when she started crying. And she was not crying silently. Her sobs were so audible. I started looking at her without blinking but that made her hide her face on her knees as she keeps on crying.