TRIGGER WARNING : SEXUAL ASSAULT
I bounced around backstage, enjoy the blaring music of The Judge.
"Three lights are lit but the fourth-" I sing, cut off by a harsh tap on my shoulder. I turn around slowly, looking the guy in the eyes.
"Yes?" I ask.
"I need to see your pass." The burly man informed me. My eyes widened and I began to viciously pat myself down.
"Um..." I began, shoving my hands in my pockets and trying to find what would save me. "Uh, I don't exactly have it..." I said, trailing off. I looked back to the stage where Josh was near and pointed at him. "That's my best friend, he brought me on tour with them and-"
"I'm sorry but since you don't have your pass we will need you to leave." He said, roughly grabbing my wrist. Sadly, the cut, bandaged and wrapped wrist. I flinch, pulling back so hard the brace nearly falls away. I save it just in time, wrapping it so tight that my hand was likely to turn lilac.
"I can't, I don't know where I am. I must have left my pass in the dressing room." I told him, attempting to side step him. He grabbed the same wrist again, taking my weakness to his advantage.
I cry out, biting my lip till blood trickles out.
"Please, you can watch me get it!" I plead, trying to wrench away. He started pulling me to a nearly hidden door, so hard I felt he'd pull my arm out of its socket. "Stop!"
He opens the door, pushing me. I place my hand on the doorframe, pulling myself back in. A sharp blow knocks down my arm and I'm flying towards the ground at full speed, nothing to break my fall but a damaged wrist and a good one. I push my knees forward, hoping to lessen the fall, rolling a few times when I landed. I groaned loudly, watching through a blurry haze as the back door closed.
Great.
I struggle upwards, looking around at the dimly lit alleyway. A few cardboard boxes here and there, a few frightened mouses. I finally decide to go to the nearest gas station and ask for directions to the hotel, considering I saw no taxi's at this hour.
I see a tall silhouette stand at the entrance/exit of the alleyway, arms and legs spread apart. I squint at it, trying to see if I somehow knew them. I sadly had no luck due to the light shining above the figure, casting a shadow over its face. I wonder over to the wall of the alley, cowering in the darkness. I crouch, walking slowly behind a molding cardboard box. I pat my pants, suddenly forgetting I could possibly have my phone. I shove my hands in my pockets once again, but I again had no luck. I internally groan, shaking my head.
The tall person, I'll name him Wires because he looked so thin, took a step forward. Wires' long neck turned, looking straight at the cardboard boxes I hid behind.
"Come out..." A scratchy voice said, a creepy chuckle following soon after.
I reluctantly stuff my hands in the cardboard box, hoping to find a decent weapon.
"C'mon..." I muttered, throwing patched clothes over my shoulder. Finally I find a can, but Wires is already closing the distance between us. I rip off the slightly opened lid, holding it out in front of me. "Get away!" I yell, walking backwards. This isn't good, I'm fueling his strength.
I have to walk towards him.
I quickly pick up the clothes off the ground, stuffing them in my loose shirt, gagging to myself. I march forwards, arm outstretched, until he was a foot away. He stopped walking, looking me straight in the eye.
I could barely make out a shimmering green eye before he lunged forwards. I wave the lid around, scratching at whatever I could. He held me down, but I raged. My shoulders ache as he presses them into the cement, but I can't rest.
Finally, I cut his upper arm, causing him to let go of me. I try to squirm away, but my stuffed shirt slows me down. A strong force wraps around my foot, yanking me backwards. I could practically hear the skin of my palm peeling off. I cringe, finally surrendering.
He turns me over, belly facing up. I shake my head, trying to cut at him again.He simply took the lid, throwing it behind him. Tears slid into my cheeks and onto the rough ground as he did was I never thought anyone would do to me.
Wires raped me.
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