The Rejected Soul

Chapter 2

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    A good friend knows all your stories. A best friend helped you write them.When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'.

Recap: As he was coming closer to me, I started running and grabbing everything next to my rushing hand and throwing it on him. I rushed to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked.

Camellia's POV:

  I turned around and saw Jasper coming slowly towards me, I pulled my heart away from him then my spinal cord met the door. He moved closer to me until I could smell his scent.

I started shaking "Stop moving!" he pinned my hands above my head, his body was sticking to mine.

  He placed his thirsty lips on my neck and started sucking and kissing it forming a bruise, no man have ever done this to me. Jasper kissed his way up to my earlobe.

"You smell incredible, I can't get enough of you!" He said between kisses.

My breath was filling the room "Please!" tears fell down my cheeks "Please stop!" I felt his hand moving to my thigh while his other hand is still on my pinned hands.

 He moved my dress up. I tried locking my legs together, but his leg was between them " You're not hiding from me kitten!" I felt his breath fanning my wet neck sending a shiver down my spine.

  As he was about to touch my panties, I heard a loud scream "Leave her alone you!" I looked behind him and saw a women holding a pan. "Don't do that to her, that poor beautiful girl doesn't deserve this dirty treatment of yours!" She said tears escaping across her face.

  He let go off me and came towards her. "Is your tongue significant to you!? I think your tongue is tired and it needs to be removed!"

"Jasper leave the lady alone! I will take off your heart if you did something to that poor lady!" I pleaded him with a frightened lacking oxygen heart.

    The dipsy guy strongly pushed the women back and her head approached the side of the table which was pointed.

Red color started forming beside her cold freshly frozen mind.

He came closer to me and said "Where were we?"

 The ordeal was making my heart darker. The moon was determined to keep on gazing enviously at the sun. No sunlight was striking my eyes to arise me up from this nightmare. Tormenting is not made for innocent people, but he ended the maid's life in one second without being tormented. It was just a push and a hit. Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but the moments that take your breaths away.

The river that I had formed with my tears had been transformed into a blood river.

Jasper grabbed my upper arm and threw me as throwing a trash on his bed. The guy locked his dirty hands next to my head and kept on slanting at me as a statue. He opened his smelly alcoholic mouth and vomited on my face. All of his slightly digested alcohol and what he had eaten was dripping gradually across my face.