He grabbed my wrist so hard that it felt like it was being crushed. I tried to scream but he covered my mouth and started pushing me towards the back. He had a strong grip on me and we ended up in the alleyway behind the club. It was deserted. God help me!
He pushed me up against the wall and pressed up against me I could feel his excitement rising as he took away his hand and crushed his lips to mine. I kept trying to push him away and fight back, but he was too strong. He ripped open my shirt and I was shaking. I was terrified. He pushed me down to the ground and I screamed, but I guess no one heard.
He finished ripping open my clothes and proceeded to open his pants. He crushed his lips to mine and went inside. It hurt so bad, he wasn't taking me into consideration. But no rapist does. I started coughing from the taste of smoke. I was in horrible pain. I started blacking out from it. If that wasn't enough, he decided he was going to beat me half to death because he didn't get what he wanted in middle school. I was in so much pain I couldn't even move. I was sure I was going to die at that point.
I heard someone. Please notice me, I need help. That was all that was going through my head at that time.
"Oh my God! Elle!"
I felt him brush my hair out of my face and check for a pulse while I laid there, unable to move, slipping in and out of consciousness. I took the last of my energy to open my eyes and have a small conversation with him.
"Elle! What happened?"
"Xander."
"Can you move?"
"No. It hurts so bad."
I was crying and shaking. Brandon put his coat over me to keep me warm and cover my ripped clothes. I finally blacked out completely and the last thing I heard was his voice on the phone and I felt him stroking my head, trying to stop me from shaking.
BRANDON'S POV
I went to get some drinks for us and when I came back I only saw Megan. I was confused.
"Where's Elle?"
"She got mad and stormed off."
"I'm gonna go find her."
"Why? Don't you think she needs time to calm down?"
"I guess..."
"Let's go dance then."
We were on the floor for a half an hour grinding and there were a couple slow dances. I was staring to get worried because I haven't seen Elle at all for so long.
"I'm going to find Elle."
"Okay.....whatever..."
I started looking all over the club for her. I was near the back when I heard screams coming from the alley. wait...I knew that scream. I ran out to the alley and looked around. I saw a lump by the wall and I ran over. Elle was slumped in a little ball in a pool of blood. I knew I needed to help her as fast as I could. I checked her vitals and she was still alive. She was shaking really bad.
She opened her eyes and had a small conversation with me before she passed out again. I pulled out my phone and tried to calm her down at the same time. The hospital was around the corner and I changed my mind about calling 9-1-1. I carefully picked her up and started running towards the hospital. We made it there extremely quick. I was panicking.
"Please someone help my friend. She's bleeding so bad. She needs help."
Nurses rushed over and put her on a bed. They rushed her back and I decided it would be a good idea to call Taylor.
