Dirty Dancer

Chapter Twenty Three ~I've got my hands full~

A/N My exams went well!! :) Just letting you know by doing an update. I have christmas holidays now so I should be able to update more (regularly). 

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Chapter 23

Recap: Anna was walking late at night to go see Nate. She was in a dark alley just behind his recording studio. Nate came out after his session and heard a woman screaming. He ran to help to help and saw...

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Anna's P.O.V.

I. Hate. Myself. It was cold and dark and raining and I decided to go out. Seriously, how do I do it? How can one human possibly be that stupid. Mission accomplished when you're me. But you seriously wouldn't want to be. Except for the part where I'm dating a famous superstar. Who is a big sweetheart.  Except for that, you really wouldn't want to be. 

Maybe my life wasn't that bad and I'm exagerating. Not very likely. 

I was just about to reach the recording studio. It was less than a block away, and I was right, bloody behind it when I heard voices. You know the type of men with checkered shirts, ratty, grey hair that clits to their face with yellow, rotten teeth? Well, it was that kinda scum that was hanging around on the corner of the alley. 

Now that I think of it, they kinda looked like the guys in the first twilight movie. Except more snake-like. I saw them, and was about to turn around since I knew that a girl shouldn't be walking alone late in a rainy night when I decided fuck it. I'm not going to let them determine my plans for the night. Bad time to have an urge to stand up against society. Really bad time. It's a side affect of being me. 

I ducked my head since I'm not that brave, wrapped my arms around myself and just kept chanting words of encouragment inside my head when I passed them. I was thirty metres (100 feet approximatly)  away from them, and the big street with light was less than a hundred metres (325 feet) away when I felt something brush my arm. I was so glad I passed them and was about to see my boyfriend I hadn't noticed that the calling and wooing had stopped. I hadn't even noticed the group of 6 men was right behind me. 

I started to panic when one of them spoke, their head right next to mine, so I was hit with a wave of the foulest breath I had ever smelt. He smirked a disgusting smirk while saying : "Hey, mama, it such bad weather. I wanna offer you a ride." I was about to decline politely when he said: "On me." 

I knew I was in trouble so I started running. Really fast. Before I knew what was happening they tripped me to the ground. I hit my head pretty hard but through the daze I could clearly hear his words: "We're gonna make you feel like the dirty slut you are." I started hysterically screaming and shouting. I was trashing around on the ground, desperatly trying to get them off. I stood no chance though. 

The tears streamed down my face when I felt a hand on the buttons of my coat. 

This couldn't be happening, I thought. I didn't do anything wrong. How could this happen to me?! Why. This was way too real. I was going to lose my virginity. In an alley, to guys twice my age. Worse than that I might not even survive. Everything seemed so hopeless.

You know those moments where time just seems to stop? When you're on your back after a fall and the breath is knocked out of you, that moment seems to last forever. Or when you look at someone and discover feelings you didn't have before. You look at them and everything is gone except you two. You can't explain it, but the moment seem infinite. Or when you have pizza and you're almost full but there's one more slice and you bite into the cheesy food of the gods and the moment doesn't seem to end. Atleast that's what it feels like for me when I eat pizza. Don't judge, it's amazing.