Science and faith

~Chapter 29~

Amy's pov:

I was almost finished at work and it was now 10.30 PM. I was already looking forward to get into my warm bed next to Danny, I'm always looking forward to that after a long day of work. I finished the last things and made my way out of the hospital. I didn't take the car this morning cause the weather was pretty good so I decided to walk, and now I have to walk back. At first Danny didn't like the idea of me walking alone back home at this time, but I reassured him by saying that I've done it more times cause  Bryan was almost never with me and nothing happened then. I think it's just Danny being protective, and I think that's cute so it's okay.

I got my phone out of the pocket of my coat and sent Danny a text saying that I'm walking home, seconds later he replied saying that he's looking forward to see me again, just like me. I started to walk faster when I felt a raindrop drop on my shoulder, hoping that I could get home without getting too soaked. I walked past the pubs and clubs and smelled the strong smell of alcohol and heard the sound of people laughing. 

I felt another raindrop so I snapped back to reality and walked faster again. Maybe I should've taken a taxi back home. Cause when I look up at the sky it looks like the weather's gonna be really bad... But when I get home I'll just have a shower and change so I don't really care if I get soaked. 

I walked past an alley and suddenly I felt a strong hand on my wrist pulling me back in the alley. I wanted to scream but I felt another hand over my mouth, stopping me from making any sound. So I tried to fight him but he was way stronger so I couldn't get away from him. Seconds later he pushed me with my back against the hard brick wall and came standing in front of me. It was a man around, I think, 40. He got dark hair which was all over the place, he missed a few teeth and you could clearly smell the alcohol from his breath. 

"What were you doing here? All alone?" The man asked smirking, his dirty hand still covering my mouth so I couldn't answer, even if I wanted.  When he realized that I wasn't going to say anything he moved his hand from my mouth down over my breasts to my butt. His grip on my hand loosened so I quickly tried to get away, hoping that he wouldn't notice that in time because of his drunken state. But I was wrong. He soon enough realized that I was trying to get away and pulled me back, slamming me with my back against the wall. My head hit the wall as well, making me dizzy for a moment. 

"If you just shut up it'll be over sooner." He spat in my face. And before I could even think of what he meant by that his hands were under my shirt, taking it of with my coat. I tried to fight him again when I realized what he was doing to do, but he just slapped me in face. I was really sure that that was going to leave a bruise, because I had some experience with Bryan. I brought my hand to my face and covered my cheek that he just slapped. But he wasn't done yet cause his fist came in contact with my stomach, causing me to bend over. He pushed me down on the ground and started to take my jeans of. I was trying to get my breath back, because of the force that he'd just punched me with I lost my breath for a second.

Seconds later I was lying there in an alley in just my bra and knickers while the man was taking his own trousers of. He was sitting on me so I couldn't get anywhere, which made me even more scared. If I'm lucky he'll just let me go after this or he'll go away, but what if he's gonna take me with him to god knows where? How long will it take Danny to realize that something's wrong. I prayed to got that he'd ring me and that that would stop the man, even though I don't think that anything will stop him at the moment...

When he had his own trousers of he took my knickers of and came inside of me. It was nowhere near the way Danny makes love to me, this man was rough and it hurt. I just closed my eyes and prayed that it would be over soon. But he took his time and wasn't planning on stopping soon cause he only got harder. Suddenly he pulled himself out of me and I thought that it was over, but I couldn't be more wrong. He forced me to open my mouth and put his 'manhood' in my mouth. I was trying my hardest not to choke and I could feel the tears forming in my eyes.

God knows how long later I pulled himself out of my mouth again and started to put his trousers on again. I just lay there as still as possible hoping he'd forget it if he had more planned to do with me. When he had his clothes back on again he stood up and slowly walked away without saying anything. I slowly sat up and tried to find my knickers to put them back on. But suddenly the man turned around and came walking back, faster this time. Before I could think straight of what I should do, his fist came in contact with my head and other parts of my body.

When he was satisfied he turned around again and walked away. I felt really dizzy and tried to stand up to find my clothes. I was standing on my wobbly legs, holding onto the cold brick wall but the dizziness wouldn't go away. Suddenly my legs gave in and I collided with the hard floor, and blacked out.