Fight, Flight, or Gut You Like A Fish?

ROCK, paper, scissors

WARNING- Attempted (failed) Rape

I didn't think this planet had any other weather, aside from hot, and humid. But I was wrong, while me and Zeke made our way up the mountain it started to pour. The rain was cold, and the wind picked up. 

"There's a cave just up ahead." Zeke yelled through the rain. 

The "cave" was less of a cave, and more of an inlet. Still it sheltered us from the rain, not so much the wind. Sitting and shivering, the reality of the situation was catching up to me. 

'We are never getting out of here'

We're on an unknown planet, surrounded by aliens, being hunted. And now the one person with military training, who had a chance! Is dead, he's dead. 

"Jeez Y/N last time I saw someone look like that they took a dive off the Brooklyn bridge." Zeke laughed at his own sick joke. 

"Not in the mood Zeke," he's reaching his limit with me," and how can you joke about that? Barry just died, and we're next."

"Uh huh, well too bad for you because I'm in the mood." 

What the hell is he saying? Is he trying to make me punch him!?

"Shove off asshole." Of all the people to get left alive with it HAD to be him. Of fucking course. 

"You shove off douche!" He stood, drawing a small knife from his pocket." First you interrupted my night, and now I'm on an alien planet! So I'm gonna say whatever the fuck I want!"

What the hell? "Interrupted his night", I've never seen him before!

"You must be an idiot! Because I've never seen you before." He doesn't seem familiar." And just cause your night had been ruined, doesn't mean you can be an ASS!"

Zeke got way too close way too fast. His face morphed into an unhinged smile, and the knife in hand flipping open and closed. 

"Back up!" I tried to shove him off but the knife would move in my way. Keeping my hands off him, and my body pinned. 

"So you don't remember me huh?" Zeke hummed. 

In one fluid motion he pinned me to the ground. Clutching the back of my neck, and shoving his knee into my spine. I grunted at the speed and force. 

' What the fuck!?'

"Allow me to jog your memory," he leaned in close," DOLLFACE"

My eyes widened, my blood froze, and fear shot throughout my body.

'No no no no no '

It's him. The night I was taken, the man I stopped from raping a woman. The man who assaulted me. It was him, he was Zeke.

"Hehe, now do you remember me?" He pressed harder on my neck, pushing my face to the ground. "I must say I was surprised to see you again, and very happy. When I landed and saw you through the trees, I knew I'd get what I wanted."

"No!" I struggled, moving my legs, shifting my hips, pushing up. Nothing was shaking him from me. 

"Oh yes! I don't care if I die here, all I want is to make you pay for not minding your own damn business!" He shouted into my ear. The knife was pressed against my cheek.