WARNING: This chapter has about 2 paragraphs of detail that is super touchy. Just warning you.
When the doors swung open, a tall well-built guy walked through the building. I could feel it in my soul that this guy wasn't good news. He had short blonde hair with long bangs, pointy ears, sky blue eyes, small shoulders, and a six-pack. He wasn't very attractive, but he wasn't ugly either. I saw him walk over to Mrs. Flunning, giving her some amount of money. She winked, smiled at him, and put the money in her pocket. His smile went wide, as his eyes caught mine. He cocked an eyebrow at me and winked. Uh, weird.
Before you could even blink, I watched him slowly walk over to me. His pants hung low, showing his black and red checkered boxers. His devious smile made my stomach turn instantly, causing my brain to mentally force me from panicking. I could feel my stomach acid burn my throat. My instincts immediatly told me to run as fast as I could away from him. But, there wasn't a way out thanks to Mrs. Flunning blocking the door. I sighed, trying not to show any fear. Once he caught my eyes again, a flashing red light went off in my head.
GET OUT OF HERE NOW!!!!
I could hear my thoughts screaming inside my head. One after the other, and each of them told me that I had to get out of this place as fast as I could. The guy stumbled over to where I was. I didn't move, trying to gather my thoughts that way I didn't cause any more trouble that was beginning to stir.
"Hey. You with anybody?!" He slurred.
His breath reeked of whiskey and cigarette smoke. I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.
"Yes, he should be out any moment." I replied, looking at him straight in the eye.
"Ah, k, come with me please?" He replied, grabbing onto my wrists making it impossible for me to escape.
"No thanks." I refused, trying to pull my arms away from him.
"You mean YES I'll do anything for you honey." He shouted, his words cutting through my soul.
He was now inches away from my face causing my blood to boil.
"Honey?" I replied, cocking an eyebrow, feeling his breath on me.
"Yes, honey. Don't you remember the party last night?" He replied, seductively.
"I don't know what the FUCK you're talking about, but I know for sure that I WASN'T at a party last night." I spat, venom in every one of my words.
"Well, why don't I remind you, babe." He smiled, leaning on me.
I pushed with all my strength, trying to get him off of me. The harder I pushed, the tighter his hands were on my wrist, twisting them with all his power. I moaned, knowing that if I screamed, he'd do it even more and possibly tighter. I felt like I couldn't breathe, knowing that he was going to hurt me if I didn't do as he said. I felt like I was being controlled and there was nothing I could do about it. My heart sped faster feeling like I was about to have a panic attack.
"K, you know what, now I suddenly remember." I replied, trying my hardest not to sound terrified.
"Good." He whispered, his lips crashing onto my neck.
I could feel him sucking my neck, his rough tongue rubbing against my skin. I screamed, looking over at Mrs. Flunning in fear and desperate for help. She stared at me, but her eyes turned back to her paperwork, not caring what was happening to me. His free hand started to crawl in between our bodies, traveling up my shirt. My left hand that wasn't being controlled hit him on his right shoulder. His mouth removed from my neck and onto my lips. His tongue rolled around in my mouth, tasting the cigarette smoke and whiskey through his teeth. His saliva was leaking into my mouth, causing me to swallow every single bit of it so I don't drown. I screamed as hard as I could, trying to kick him to stop, but they couldn't move. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my waist. I glanced down to where the pain was, noticing that he had just cut me with a knife.
This is it. I'm officially going to be raped. I'm going to die.
He let go of my wrist, smashing me up against the wall, still making it impossible to escape. With his left hand, he began to unbutton his pants, and unzipped mine. He pulled down his underwear, making it visible to see everything. Pressing the knife on my waist even harder, he pulled down MY underwear, showing every part of my lower area. His dick began to rub all over my private area. I screamed again, his tongue still in my mouth. Suddenly, another sharp pain shot through my waist like a bee sting. I breathed as hard as I could, tears rolling down my eyes. His body was still pressing against me, trying to pull me down to the ground. Suddenly, his lips finally removed from mine, him sreaming in pain, feeling the knife remove from my waist.
Now, having the chance, I screamed as loud as I could. "DRAKE!!!!! HELP ME!!!!! HELP!!!!!!!!"
My eyes shot back at him, noticing that a blonde hair girl was on top of him, biting his arm. A guy with brown hair, medium built, and gorgeous ocean blue eyes handed me my clothes and underwear.
"Here." He said, handing me my clothes, and quickly rushing over to the guy that just tried to attack me.
I started to slip on my underwear and pants, feeling totally embarrassed and scared that whoever almost raped me could punch whoever that girl was, and go back to raping me. Tears kept rolling down my cheek, my throat swelling up, and my waist beginning to burn. The guy that handed me my clothes pushed the blonde girl off, and punched the guy right in the head.
"STAY BACK!" He screamed at the blonde girl, as she rushed over to my side.
Now that I could actually get a good look at her face, she was actually really pretty. She had pink streaks in her hair, wearing a black and white layer shirt with a chinese symbol of a necklace, and black skinnies. My brain felt like it was floating around, my heart beating faster then it ever has before, and my hands were shaking as if it was a cold winters day.
"Are you okay?!" She asked, helping me pull up my pants.
"No." I choked out, turning around in the other direction so I couldn't see them.
Drake suddenly came bursting out of no where, "WHAT HAPPENED?!" He shouted.
"KICK HIS ASS!" The blonde hair girl screamed, pointing to the guy who tried to rape me.
Drake quickly ran over and kicked him in the balls and started treating him like a punching bag. The guy that almost raped me screamed in pain, cluching down to the ground.
"Come on, you don't need to see this." She said calmly, as she grabbed my hand lightly and lead me behind the counter, pushing past Mrs. Flunning.
I could still feel the pain in my waist; the sharp pain pouring through my blood. I tried to glance down at my waist and see how much blood I was losing.
"Don't look. It won't do you any good." She replied, sharply.
I nodded and looked at her hand that was wrapped around mine, leading me to a safer place.
"Wh-Wh-Who ar-are you." I stumbled, my voice trembling at the thought of his dick rubbing on me.
"Name's Amanda. Whats yours?" She asked, calmly.
My thoughts froze, trying to remember the fake name I gave myself. Lauren? Lo? "Ly-Lydia."
Amanda carefully sat me down on a rubber chair. "Nice name. There you go, now, let's get you a towel."
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