Broken

Mystery Guy

                                                                                   ***CJ's P.O.V***

We've been walking for about 5 minutes now and I  can see the club's bright lights at the end of the street. I am still thinking about  what happened in the hotel room.... She's never looked at me like that before... Does she like me? No of course not. But what if she does, how can I find out? Should I ask her? No I'm too much of a chicken. Should I get her drunk and hope she comes out and tells me? No that's messed up CJ. Maybe I'll just ask her to dance.... Then I'll know for sure right?... right? Ugh I don't know. I really hope she does... because I love her. I mean...

My thoughts got caught off by a sharp whistle and a bunch of slurred profanities. I snapped my gaze to the direction of the sound and glared at the three guys on the steps of an abandoned building surrounded by a bunch of spray-painted motorcycles. "She's a girl not a dog stop whistling idiots!" I screamed across the street. Mandy just looked at her feet and kept walking. I tried to ignore the guys until one of them yelled,"Hey bitch,  I said get away from you're little priss and come over here,"then he threw a beer bottle at Mandy which luckily missed. That's when I had it. I started to walk across the street fists clenched when I felt a hand grab mine. I looked over and saw Mandy look at me, her eyes were dull and she just shook her head and started pulling me back towards the club. I put my arm around her shoulders and glared at the guys across the street. We kept walking and finally got to the club. We walked in the doors and were instantly forced with heavy dub-steb music. I walked Mandy over to one of the back tables and went to get us some drinks. Mandy isn't a heavy drinker so I got her a lemonade mixed with a little tequila and myself a couple shots of Vodka. I walked back over and she smiled and thanked me. I sat down and talked to her for awhile and we went out and danced a couple of times, but not how I wanted her too....Before I got the chance to heat it up a bit, my head started pounding from all the vodka and I had to leave. "hey M' I think I'm going to go to the hotel and lay down will you be alright?" I asked. "Yeah I might not be home tonight though, if I get lucky I'll find a guy" She smiled and winked. I laughed and walked out of the club, but inside I was dieing from the thought of her with another guy. I walked the whole way back to the hotel opened the door to our room. I laid down on the feather-like mattress, and fell asleep next to a snoring bulldog.

                                                                        ***Mandy's P.O.V***                 

I normally don't drink but tonight was different I just wanted to let loose. I had 5 drinks and the room is kinda spinning. Oh well. I went over to the floor and started dancing to the pounding bass and wub wub wub wub wub's of the blaring Skrillex song. My hips swayed to the beat and my arms raised and fell with the music. I soon felt a presence behind me and two strong hands on my hips. I turned my head and looked over my shoulder to find a guy about 25 years old with a buzz-cut and a small tattoo on his neck he had blazing green eyes, and wasn't half bad looking. He kinda looked firmiliar.... Had I seen him before? Oh what the hell. I started to grind my ass against his package and he started rubbing my thighs, pushing my dress higher and higher up. I could feel his member growing bigger and bigger against my rear.  I smirked and the next thing I know he grabbed my arm harshly and was pulling me towards the back exit. I felt bruises already raising on my arms.  I kept telling him to stop but he only squeezed tighter and walked faster. I tried to scream but the music was to loud. He opened the back door and pushed me into the back alley. I fell on my stomach and the air was knocked out of my lungs. As I struggled to catch my breath, he lifted me up by my hair and pushed me against the hard brick wall. My head hit the bricks and I grabbed it. When I pulled back my hand, it was covered in a sticky dark liquid. I screamed as he forced his mouth on mine and pushed his tongue down my throat. I bit down on his tongue as hard as I could, but that only turned him on more. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his member out. The next thing I know he was inside me and was pounding me relentlessly.Blood started to pour out of me and I could only whimper. He was finally done after 40 minutes and pushed me to the ground. He held a pocket knife to my throat and growled "Now if you tell anyone what just happened I'll have to give your little priss of a boyfriend a visit." My eyes went wide as the relazation of who he was hit me, when he drove off on his dark gray spray-painted motorcycle. I lay my head back on the wall and drift in and out of consciousness, watching the lights flicker on the sign in the back of the bar. I close my eyes trying to regain my thoughts and felt something stabbing at my leg. I reached down and grabbed the sharp shard of glass that must have broken off of a beer bottle. I grabbed it and did the only thing I thought of... I put it up against my skin, and dug it in, sliding it down my wrist. I did this four more times and felt the blood pour. At first I felt the thin lines stinging and burning, but then small beads of red showed in a thin line. Soon blood poured and my body was filled with sweet warmth. My head started flipping again and I got dizzy. The glass fell from my hand and I blacked out again. I could hear a faint raspy voice around me but couldn't quite make out the words. I sware I was dead because when I regained the strength to open my eyes, I sware there was an angel in front of me. An incredibly handsome guy with shaggy brown hair and beautiful brown eyes stared down at me. The last thing I remember was a blurry figure sitting on a motorcycle behind him, then everything went black.