Chapter 26 The rescue

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I watched as Mike sat down, my heart nearly stopping. My mind was empty. So were my lungs. It felt like I was being pulled in two different directions. Mike was smiling the entire time. "Feeling okay?" I managed to nod.

He stared at me for a moment, smiling still. "So, you haven't ended things with him yet." It wasn't a question. He'd probably seen Kale bring me here... shook my head and looked away. "No, I haven't." He started chuckling.

"You do remember what I said before vacation? If you didn't break up with Kale before the year starts, you'd regret it." I didn't look at him, but I nodded. He laughed. "You really are a masochist, aren't you?" I didn't answer him.

When he didn't say anything, I swallowed the lump in my throat and found the courage to speak. "Technically, there's still two days until the new school year starts..." Silence...and then...he was on top of me. Before I could think, Mike pinned my wrists above my head and my legs under his.

I tried to fight back, but I still felt weak and dizzy. My head began to spin. I opened my mouth to scream, but his other hand covered it quickly. Then, we were both still. His eyes were locked with mine. They were fully of so much emotion; anger, jealously, confusion. "Why are you delaying this?"

I don't see how he can expect me to answer when his hand is covering my mouth, and because of that, it was getting even more difficult to breath. I felt his hand get off of my mouth. Immediatly, I gasped. Why am I having trouble breathing? Is it because of my hypothermia?

He put a finger to his lips. "The nurses and doctors went to the parking lot. A student got hit by a car a minute ago. We're all alone. If you're not quiet, then my hand goes back and you won't breath." The words felt like ice, freezing my body. Before I could say anything, his free hand went to my chest.

I froze, fear traveling through me. "Tell me, Elli. Tell me why you haven't broken up with Kale yet!" I opened my mouth, but no words came out. I closed my eyes. I can't tell him... "Fine..." I opened my eyes to see him grinding his teeth. "Then I'll just make you tell me." He started gripping and groping me.

I started struggling and tried telling him to stop, but he forced his lips on mine. When he wouldn't stop and I was desperate for air, I bit his lip, allowing me to breath even for a moment. Mike pulled a few inches away, removed the hand that groped me and slapped me across the face.

"...You're not sensitive..." I looked back at him, knowing what he meant. When we were still together, before that night, and he would kiss my neck, it would make me jump. I was always sensitive like that, until Kale and I spent those three days together like that...Mike's eyes were full of anger. "...You...you and Kale..."

I nodded, staring straight at him. "Yes. We did." Shock went through me when his grip loosened and he lowered his head on my shoulder. "When?" I took a small breath before answering. "Three weeks after vacation started." After a moment, his grip became more fierce than what it was before.

I winced as he lifted his head up and glared into my eyes. "You promised that you'd be mine. You swore that I would have all of you!" Mike took his free hand and returned it back to my chest, groping me even more feircly. I naturally whimpered and my eyes started to water. "Mike, please stop!"

As he grabbed my chest, he pulled my shirt down, revealing my bra and bare neck. I turned my head away, closing my eyes. I constantly begged him to stop and get off of me, but he refused. Leaning forward, he started licking my neck again, biting down on it. He started to move down, making me scream louder for him to get off me. "Mike, please! I'm sorry!"

He didn't. He barely flinched when I said his name, which I barely do. He dragged his hand down, heading for my jeans' zipper. Tears fell from my face as he ripped my pants down. "Stop!" I yelled as loud as I could. Without warning, the curtain flew open, Kale ran over, and he threw Mike off of me and onto the floor.

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