Intruder Inside My Soul (EDITED)

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“Oh, babe, stop crying. I hate to see you like this. Come here.” Greg pulled me into his chest. I was a crying and trembling mess. He brought his hands around my back and hugged me. I just stayed there with my hands hanging by my sides. I was too afraid to move.

He said soothing words in my ear while I wished that a bear came and ate him so I would finally be free from this psychopath.

Slowly, his hands started to slide lower until they grabbed my ass. I just froze. Again, if I may add.

“God, you have always had such a nice ass,” he said in my ear. His hot breath sending unpleasant shivers run down my spine.

No. No. No. This can’t be happening. I repeated in my head.

Greg kissed right below my ear.

“I want you so badly,” he said and bit my earlobe. That was it. All those times he took me against my will came rushing back and I was damned to let him do that to me again. I had finally gotten better and was scared that one more time and I would lose it completely.

I finally snapped out of my frozen state. I started to trash around and scream from top of my lungs.

“Get off me!” I tried to push him off of me. I guess I took him by surprised with my sudden resistance, because I actually succeeded. Greg fell backwards.

“What the fuck!” He looked at me with a murderous look.

I couldn’t believe that I just did that, so all I could think about doing was running. So that’s what I did. I bolted as fast as I could. As I ran, I realized how far inside the forest we had actually come.

“Amabel! I swear I am going to kill you if you don’t stop! Amy!!!” I heard him roaring behind me. I didn’t dare to look back, just kept running. A few brunches hit my face pretty badly, but I kept pushing my feet to move even faster.

I could still feel him following me and when I finally dared to look back, I crushed into someone making me scream in panic as I thought it was Greg, but the person who spoke up while held me in his embrace was not my crazy ex.

“Amy? What the fuck happened to you?!” Alex asked in a worried voice. I couldn’t believe it was him and when finally came out of my shocked state, I hugged him as tightly as I could and started to cry.

“Sh, I’m here, you’re going to be alright.” He hugged me back.

“Take me home, please, get me out of here,” I begged him. I was worried that Greg was still after me.

“Ok, just calm down.” He pulled away a little to look at my face. I didn’t want for him to see my face so looked down, but he lifted my face by placing his fingers gently under my chin.

I couldn’t look into his eyes. I didn’t want him to see how broken I was.

“Amy, who the hell did this to you?” Alex demanded, clearly furious. After all, he was my twin brother, yet he had always considered me as his little sister.

“I don’t want to talk about it right now. Please, just take me home.” I begged again, but he didn’t seem willing to listen to my pleas. It was obvious that he wanted to go after who ever did this to me, but I didn’t want him to. Alex might have been in a gang and one of the best at that, but Greg was deranged. There was no way in knowing of what he was capable of. Sure as hell, I was not going to let Alex risk his life for me like that.

“I promise you that I am fine. I just really want to go home and take a hot bath. Please Alex. I’m begging you.” I buried my face in his chest once more.

“Alright. Come on, let’s get you home,” he finally agreed and led me to his car.

“Dude! Where are you going? There are some hot chicks waiting for us.” Someone came to us as we reached his car.

“Not now Carter. I have to take Amabel home,” Alex said and helped me to get in the car, then closed my door. He spoke some more with this Carter guy. I bet they were talking about me because Carter looked at me, shock evident in his features. After he nodded at something Alex said, the guy left. Alex sat in the driver’s seat a few moments later and started the car. He took one last look at me and then drove off.

On the way home, we didn’t speak. I kept my eyes out the side window while Alex kept glancing at me now and then. I knew he was dying to know what happened to me, but I was not going to talk. I didn’t want to. I just wanted to forget about Greg’s existence. Thought it was impossible, but I could always hope.

When finally we reached home, I didn’t wait for Alex to properly turn off the engine. I just opened the door as soon as the car had stopped and rushed inside the house.

“Amy?” Dad called as I rushed past him into my room and locked the door. As soon as I did that, I slide down on the floor and broke down in a hysterical cry. All the emotions that I felt today, starting from what Tyler made me feel to what Greg did and was about to do to me.

I buried my head between my knees kept repeating “why” over and over again. Why this kept happening to me? When I could finally have a break?

Clearly not not now as I started to hear voices shouting. At first they were kind of muffled, but then got louder and louder. I couldn’t take it anymore so went to my bed and laid down, putting a pillow over my head. At first it worked, but not for long. The voices were really loud, as if they were coming from right outside my bedroom door.

“Leave me alone,” I whimpered.

“Get out of my way Alex or I swear I will shoot you,” someone yelled at my brother.

“No. You get out of here and leave her alone. She needs a rest, not your crazy ass,” Alex yelled back.

Then there were crashing sounds that lead to the loudest bang as if someone has kicked down my door. I screamed, frightened, and when I looked up, I saw that my doors indeed was kicked down. And not by anyone other than Tyler.