The Combatant Maiden

Chapter 7

I screamed with disgust and hatred content in my heart.

I was awaken by a bucket full of water thrown in my face.

Droplets fell off my closed eyelids, the tip of my nose, the lower lip of my slightly ajar mouth and my chin.

I opened my eyes to see the creep  from yesterday, laughing with the empty bucket in his hand.

"Aah, you gotta see with me kid, I've always wanted to do that," he chuckled, " And I finally got the chance. Ha haa!"

Bastard.

I swallowed and tried to breathe slowly to control my heart beat."Well.." he spoke up as he sat on the wooden chair he brought closer to me. He was very amused as he stared at me soaked from my head to my stomach and my shirt cling unto my skin revealing my bra and the outline of my chest. He gave me a toothless smile looking me over and I stared him dead in the eye with a straight face as a warning to back off. He came closer sitting on the edge of his chair. This time he gave me a toothy smile.

"I never got to know your name."

You...have got to be kidding me.

One after the other he placed his hands on my knees. His fingers slowly separated as he moved his hands up my thigh. He leaned forward aiming his hand to turn to my rear and licked his lips. I raised my knee to his sublingual, his mouth closed and opened quickly releasing blood and he gasped for air falling backwards in his chair after letting me go. He sat up with a hand on his throat and coughing with a bloody mouth. He stopped coughing and looked at me. I threw my right leg over the other and gave a small smile, tilting my head a little to the left.

"Don't touch me again sir.", I said in a polite and ladylike manner.

" Slut! ", he coughed.

" Yes ,I have no other choice than to be a dirty and untidy woman due to your lack of hospitality, perv." He looked at me with distaste getting up and left the room.

In the lonely room for hours trying to emancipate my hands I fell asleep with sore wrists because of all the tugging ; thinking about how long I hadn't been fed. I guessed my mother forgot that my life was being threatened. The ransom hadn't come yet,or rthey would have probably knocked me out and probably leave me on the main road, or the middle of nowhere. I woke up with cramps in my neck again looking up,still alone in the room. I told my head backwards and played with my hair for a while. My lips were dry and the back of my throat ached. My head was spinning and my stomach felt as though the air was slowly being sucked out of my whole body with every inhale and exhale I made. 

I hear the door open and look up.

"You got lucky psycho." The pervert came in with two men behind him. He slapped me cross the face with full force and I felt something metallic and tastes blood in my mouth. I glanced at his hand and there was a golden ring with bold initials 'KM'. A bag was thrown over my head and I didn't hear anything else but something collided with my head and everything got darker than it already was.

~♥~ I know its not much but chapter eight is on the way.