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Names have been changed. Sapphire is now Eva, and Jackson is now Ryder (but if you see any of the following names in the story let me know so I can change them; Sapphire, Jackson, Blaize, and Ruxin)

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Eva Ann Rose

The snap of twigs brought me from my reviere. Some drunk douche came stubbling through the brushes.

"HEy babe!" he shouted. I turned to walk away, but he was faster than I thought, and he caught my wrist.

"Don't walk away from me bitch!" He spat. I tried to pull out of his grip, but to no avil.

"Let go of me!!" I screamed through gritted teeth. I was terrified, wht if something bad happens?

"Oh, sweetie don't be like that." he cooed. I pushed me down, pulling out a knife. I screamed until my back hit the gound, knocking the air out my lungs, making me gasp in my desperate attempt to breath. When the air was flowing naturally, I scremed again and he slapped me.

"Stop screaming slut!" his eyes flahing the warning of anger .

I whimpered, but the trembles running through my body were uncontrollable, adn the the silent tears pouring into streams on my face, were not going to stop any time soon. I was horrified. He saw this and laughed, as his hands went to my sweatshirt and he sliced down the middle, cutting the fabric of my pull over hoodie and my stomach from below my bra to just above my navel. I cried out in pain as he tried to pull off the rest with his hands, i fought back, knowing I'd never win, but had to attempt. I swung but missed as he ripped the rest of my hoodie on half, I felt the blood pouring over my curves. I screamed in pain, earning myself a punch to the jaw.
"I said shut up!!!!" He screamed at me. I looked at him, his eyes were filled with lust, and without that lust, it'd be like looking at death.
He smiled and looked at me "Your gonna love this baby girl." I screamed bloody murder. When he smacked me into scilence, I heared a rustling in the bushes.

I can't look, what if it's drunk friends coming to help him out! But the thought left my mind when the weight that was pinning me down  ceased to exist. I pushed myself to an upright position, grabbing the halves crossing them in the middle to cover my lace bra that I had just so happened to be wearing tonight of all nights. I heared some voices off to the side as I snapped my head into the direction of them. It was a masculine voice, and an oh so sexy one at that.

"Hey, get off of her!" my savior screamed.

"what the hell man," my drunk rapist countered angrily,"that's my girlfriend!"

My savior turned to me so I could see his face. His black hair shined in the waxing moon, spiked up in a sexy bed head kind of way. His eyes were dark, but still greyish-greenish as the shadows cascaded over his beautiful features. He was tan, and he had rippling muscles that showed through themissing sleeves of his muscle shirt. His shirt was wet in what I was hoping was sweat. His lower half covered by basketball shorts, as concern casted over his beautiful features, as he studied me, as I him.

"Is this your boyfriend?" he asked doubtfully

"You better answer correctly whore." the drunk spat. Though I could smell the whisky on his breath I truly doubted that in his state of mind he didn't know exactly what he was doing.

I fearfully eyed the man and shook my head no. he started getting up and screamed "You little bitch!!!" That is until my salvation punched him back down as he blacked out. I eyed him in fear and graditude. He threw the man over his shoulder, and vanished through the bushes. I attempted to stand on my own to feet but as soon as I made it on them I could feel myself get light-headed and gravity tug me back to crash into it's cruel, unwelcoming floor. Before the ground and I made it's reunion for the second time tonight, I was caught. I looked up to his god-like face and stared, as worry flooded through his eyes, as he looked my up in down in his arms, eyes settling on my stomach.

"I'm gonna take you to the hospital, then I'll take you back to my place, okay?" he asked.

I must've had a horrified expression but I was too light-headed to be sure.

"I promise-" he began "no I swear, I will never hurt you." he promised me. I have no clue why but for some reason, I trusted and belived him. I nodded wearily and soon, I blacked out.

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