Hello everyone! I know I never read these - but if you're reading this, Thanks for clicking on my story. This is just me projecting my sad girl fantasy's about hot boys and getting to go on adventures! Enjoy!
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Walking home in downtown Minneapolis, in the middle of the night, is not a smart thing to do. But walking home in downtown Minneapolis, in the middle of the night, in the dead of winter is borderline insane.
But insane or not, that's were I find myself now; freezing my ass off, and trying to trudge through the snow that covers the sidewalk in 5 inch heels. The temperature is dropping fast, and all I have to keep me warm is the light, knee length overcoat that I have on over my short dress. To say I'm not dressed for the weather is an understatement.
I hear voices and look up from my feet to see a group of teenagers about my age, all boys, coming down the sidewalk towards me. Getting nervous as they come closer, I hurriedly cross the empty street to the other side, keeping my head down.
Laughter fills the street, interrupting the silence of the falling snow. "Baby, don't be like that.", one of the boys from the group yells, earning encouraging laughter from his friends. I don't reply and pick up my pace even more, but before I know it, the whole lot of them are across the street and surrounding me.
"Want to hang with us, Doll?" I recognized the voice as the one that had called to me from across the street, "We could show you a good time." He smirked, his yellowed teeth glinting in the light from the streetlamp.
I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out, so I just shake my head and wrap my coat around me tighter. Yellow teeth takes a step forward and a strong smell of cigarettes and beer waft from him, I wrinkle my nose is disgust. Hes definitely not legal to be doing either of those things. I cough and move backward, away from him, when I hit a large chest. I spin around and one of his buddies grins down at me.
This can not be happening. I turn to look at yellow teeth again. "What do you want?", I ask him trying to make my voice sound confident.
He strides forward and I instantly back up again, and my back is against a wall too soon. "We want you, sweetheart.", he sneers as he leans into my neck and places a sloppy kiss on my neck.
I shiver in disgust and try to shove him away with all my might but its no use. I kick and scream as he continues on my neck, but his hands wrap around my wrists and he presses me even harder into the wall. Tear stream down my face and I scream again, my voice hoarse.
"Hey, whats going on here?" I hear someone ask, and my attacker stops his assault, turning to look at who had spoken. Someone who had not been with the group before now stood a few feet away. He has his hands in the pockets of his black North Face jacket and stood casually, easily one of the most attractive men I have ever seen. He was extremely tall and looked to be strongly built. He also appeared to know my attacker, but there was something threatening about the way his eyes glinted and his jaw flexed at the sight of him.
"Help Me! Please!" I whimper at him, struggling fiercer this time. He makes eye contact with me and I shiver under the intensity of his gaze.
"Shut up, Bitch." I'm shoved to the ground, hard. I land on my left side and my arm scrapes against the cement and Ice roughly. Yellow teeth strides forward and raises his foot, I cry out as his foot slams against my stomach, sending me flying back into the brick wall. I cough violently and begin sobbing, much to yellow teeth's amusement.
"That's enough." The boy in the North Face comes to stand between me and yellow teeth. He has a good half a foot over my attacker, and looks much more buff as far as I could see. That doesn't seem to stop Yellow Teeth though, as he take a swing at North Face, who easily dodges the blow.
"I'm not going to fight you." North Face clenches his fists at his sides, "All I want if for you to leave the girl alone." I pull myself up so that I'm leaning against the brick wall, breathing hard into the frosty air.
"Whatever, man, you want her?" Yellow teeth spoke, "You can have her, for now at least." He smirks and spins on his heel, motioning for his gang to follow him and struts off down the sidewalk. After a few moments of complete silence, and once they are far enough away, North Face turns back around and kneels down next to me.
"I need you to trust me, OK?" He speaks hastily, "He's not going to let you off that easy so I need you to come with me for a bit, alright?"
I don't know what to say, so I just gape at him. My arm and midsection hurt like hell, and I am still sobbing hysterically.
"Are you in pain?" He asks, looking me up and down. I nod.
"I'm going to pick you up." He says, "Is that alright with you?"
I stare at him for a moment, another sob racking my body, before nodding slowly.
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