Deceiving of the Deciever

chapter 3

Sally (random girl) POV- He smashes his rough lips against mine and shoves me roughly against the hard tree. He slips his hand underneath my blouse sliding his hand farther up and I push it back down forcefully.

"Sally what the hell is your problem you always tease me, why would you take me out here if you weren't planning on sleeping with me?" Charles forcefully says to me.

"like I have told you before im not ready for this. When im ready I will tell you" I spit back at him. I look at the ground trying to avoid his gaze.

"I am so sick of waiting on you to be ready." He shouts back at me. He pushes me back up against the tree harder then the time before. Shoving his lips back into mine and pushing his hand farther up my blouse. I bite his lip hard and push him forcefully. I kick him in the balls he falls to the ground and grunts loudly. I run away from him knowing that he will beat me later but at least all these people won't see it. He grabs on to my blouse ripping it partly and pulls me back.

"I have had enough of you." He says grunting into my ear. He pulls me back farther into the back yard and pushes me into the tree. Causing me to yelp in pain, he covers my mouth in attempt to make me shut up.

"Be quiet! im going inside and you better be ready later tonight." He grunts and storms off towards the front and back into the party. I hear him stomping and listen to his footsteps get quieter, i feel the tears stream down my cheek and i don't wipe them.

"Help!" I hear Charles scream, followed by a large thump on the ground. I gasp and cover my mouth trying not to make a sound.

"Have you ever heard of chivalry, and how to treat your lady?" I hear an unfamiliar voice in the distance growl. I try to be as quiet as I can so I don't draw any attention to myself.

"I know your there honey." I hear closer to me then before. I let out a small gasp. I feel a pair of hands on my body, i pull away trying to get away from the stranger.

"Im sorry about your boyfriend, he didn't know how to treat a woman." He says with no emotion in his voice. I look up and meet his gaze. His green eyes look deeply into mine and puts me in a trance.

"What do you mean sorry about my boyfriend?" I mutter fear laced throughout my voice. A smile plays at the edge of his lips. He caresses my face with his rough hand, i flinch away from his touch and lean back against the tree getting as far away from his I can.

"What do you want?" I ask in fear of what he is going to say.

"Im just going to show you how a man should treat a woman, I thought I would give you that experience before I kill you." He growls deeply. I gasp, and try to run away he grabs my waist with his large hands and pushes me back against the tree. He leans in and shoves his lips against mine I get taken away for a second, when i realize that he was planning on killing me. I push against his chest and cause him to fall backwards I kick him in the balls causing him to grunt in pain.

"You little bitch" He growls at me. I start to run in fear of my life. My heart pounds faster not because of how fast im running but because im scared for my life. I hear the crunching of the grass underneath my feet. I fall to the ground and look back at what I tripped over. Charles mouth is agape and his head is turned at a odd angle I let out a small scream. I pull myself of the ground getting ready to run again. When I feel a pair of hands pulling me back again, I let out a scream when he turns me around and covers my mouth.

"If you don't shutup i will make this more painfull" He lets out a throaty growl. He leads me deeper into the backyard leading me with his big hands wrapped around my waist. He turns me around so that I am facing him. I take this chance and kick him again and start to run but he grabs my ankles making me hit the ground hard. I catch myself to prevent myself from getting hurt to bad. I try to pull myself up but he pushes me back into the dirt. He wraps his hands around my waist and flips me over so that im facing him. He climbs up me, he leans his head close to my ear.

"This won't hurt to much" He whispers into my ear. He leans his face down and gives me a peck on the cheek. I feel the tip of something jabbing into my stomache and i scream in pain. He covers my mouth and I feel my blood start to pour out of my wound and pool around my stomache. 'this is not how I thought dyeing would feel like' is the last thought that runs through my head.