Let Me Save You

Chapter 21

I felt as though I was being thrown into a car, blindfolded. I heard, what I assumed to be the driver side door open, and someone climbing into the seat. "What's happening? Where are you taking me? I'm still a virgin please don't do this!" That wasn't supposed to slip out of my mouth... The man- boy? laughed and spoke, "So, little Emily is still a virgin?" 

Drew.

I managed to get the blindfold off my eyes, squinting at the sudden light difference. I was right, it was Drew. "Where are you taking me? Why are you taking me?" He was driving semi fast, and making a lot of turns. To be honest, I didn't know where I was. He could dump me off anywhere that he pleased, and I'm pretty sure that I couldn't find my way back. "Would you shut up, and just wait." I didn't say another word after that, I was afraid to.

The car came to a jolting halt, and we were parked outside of a building. It looked pretty run down, possibly abandoned. "Why are we here?" I asked, suddenly able to swallow the lump in my throat. He didn't say anything, just got out of the car and got me out of the car. He grabbed my by the arm, slightly rough, and taking me inside. I didn't even want to see what was behind the door.

He kicked the door, and it swung open. "No need for a key. Locks by itself, and opens with a little nudge." He brought me into, what looked like, a sitting area. "You haven't answered my question." I said with a little annoyance. He shot me a confused look. "Let me repeat myself for the hundredth time. Why. Am. I. Here." I used my hands to enhance the words that he should strongly pay attention to. "Attitude like that will get you in trouble Virgin." He chuckled at the remark, and sat me down on a beaten up couch that was probably here from the last century. "And your here because I just wanted to do something.." "No!" I stood up quickly, getting ready to make a run for it, but he grabbed my wrist and kept me in place. "You're going to listen to me, got that?" I was crying by then. I just couldn't hold back the tears that were now like miniature waterfalls, gently gliding down my face.

He pushed me onto the couch, and crawled over top of me. He automatically started ripping clothing off, and left me in nothing. He did the same to himself, and then, that was the night were I had lost my innocence in the most harsh way. All that I planned when I was back in middle school, talking to myself of how it would be when I was ready, and how slow, gentle, and fluent me and my love would be was now ruined by someone who just wanted to be laid for the night, and I couldn't do a single thing about it.