Ashey purdy how did you know?

chapter 5?

Emily’s P.O.V

Lauren was right wasn’t she? I mean who would try to rape a fat pig such as myself. That thought helped me as I walked back through the rough end of town. On either side of me I could see men drunkenly stumbling out of bars, fights and men harassing women. The only thing I could hear was drunken mumbles. The horrid stench of alcohol was evident in the air.

“Hello darling” Someone slurred to me as he stood in front of me. Apparently in my zoning out I hadn’t noticed this man come up to me. I panicked and tried to run but he just grabbed me and threw me at the wall of my left. I whimpered as I hit the wall and proceeded to slide down it. He then grabbed a hold of my hair and pulled me into a standing position, I felt like my hair was going to be ripped from my scalp.

The man responsible for all of this looked to be in his middle forties. He was drunk out of his mind. His hair was long and greasy like he couldn’t be bothered to take care of it anymore. He had a beard like he hadn’t shaved in months. He stunk of urine, alcohol and I don’t know what else. His voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

He forcefully turned me so that I was facing the wall. He then started to pull down my underwear, I screamed and begged for him to let go but he wouldn’t have any of it and would just slam my head into the wall and say “Come on be a good girl or I’ll kill you”. He pulled down his zipper.

By this point I was crying hysterically I always assumed I would lose my virginity to someone I loved. Not to some guy who raped me up the side of an alley just as I thought he was going to enter me, I felt his weight disappear off of my back. When I turned around I saw the man who was trying to rape me fighting with another guy.

The other man was winning the fight I guess because he was sober. The rapist was just throwing slows blows that he easily avoided. Whereas he easily got past the rapists defences and was getting a lot of punches into his face and then after another five minutes he had succeed in knocking the drunk guy out.

He then walked over to me, he was tall about 6ft, he had black hair and was dressed in all black he was pale with blood red lips. He smelled of sweat and now I looked closer I could see stage make up and grease make up. He must be part of that band Black Veil Brides.

I loved Black Veil Brides music but I wasn’t one of those fans who obsessed over then members I would go to a show and get something signed yes but I didn’t obsess over a certain member I was more interested in the music.

“Hey! Hey! Sweetie are you all right?” The man asked. I shook my head and started to cry of course I wasn’t alright I had just nearly missed getting raped. The man sighed and pulled me into his arms. He slid us down the wall until I was sitting in his lap.

He just kept repeating “you’re okay I’m here he’s not going to hurt you it’s ok” Until I eventually began to calm down. When he viewed me to be calm enough he asked “is there anywhere you want to go?” I nodded and said “Home”

Without another word he picked me up and bought me to a car he opened the door put me in and said “I’ve just got to tell the boys I’m taking you home do you want me to lock you in?” Again I nodded but before he closed the door he turned the cd player on for me and Slipknot burst through the car. He apologized and went to turn it over but I grabbed his arm and said “leave it on please” quietly he nodded and turned the heating on for me before closing the door and locking me in.

As I sat there in silence I pondered what had just happened. Like Lauren says no-one likes a fat pig so why had that man tried so hard to rape and why had the man who saved me saved me. Also how did he picked me up I’m sure I weighed a ton.

He came back to the car and said “My name’s Ashley by the way in case you’re wondering. My I know yours?” Ashley the man who saved my life I called Ashley I nodded and slowly and quietly said “Emily” he smiled at me and said “Well Emily it was a good thing I was here tonight” I nodded agreeing with him. “Can I have your number?” he asked. He must have seen the look on my face when he said that because he started backtracking by saying “You know only as friends” I nodded and gave him my number.

He asked me where I lived and I told him. After about half an hour of the only sound being slipknot we arrived at my house, don’t get me wrong it wasn’t an awkward silence we had just run out of things to say to each other.

Once he pulled over I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek after which I said “thank you for saving me tonight” He replied saying it there was no need to thank him. I then exited the car and went up to my door when I turned around he was waving , I waved back at him and opened the door only then did he drive away.

When I walked inside not once did my mother ask me what had happened she just waved I went up to my bathroom and even though I hadn’t been raped I gave myself the most through shower I’ve ever had and then changed into my pyjamas and went to sleep.