Sound of the Sins |H.s

VIII

I seriously lovee bomber jackets specially on Cara and Harry

Arabella's pov

The loud sound of the bus's horn brought me back to reality as I stopped in my tracks looking around to see if a car has hit me or not. My prayers didn't get answered when I realized that the bus wasn't coming my way so I continued on, putting my headphones in my ears and playing some music to zone out the noises. Or maybe to upper the chance of me getting hit by a car but anyway. I immediately regretted it when I remembered that I had to look good in my grave and today I didn't really put any effort into dressing up myself so it was just a waste of time.

When I raised my head and saw people giving me weird looks I realized that I was laughing at my own ridiculous thoughts so I immediately straightened myself acting normal as I sent them a glare to mind their own business.

A gust of wind blew my hair away as I was walking in the streets, getting closer and closer to my parents house. My apartment was close enough to walk from there so I didn't take the car with me also I think Soph told me something about needing the car this afternoon. The weather was a little chilly so I came out with a simple bomber jacket and black jeans. I don't really like fall, but it's still better that the freezing cold weather of the Winter. My favorite season is Spring not just because I was born in Spring but the fact that the weather is so pleasant and everything feels so new like the world has been born again really makes me feel good.

As my favorite song was being played in my headphones I crossed every street not even looking around. I've walked this way like thousand times before I know every road like the back of my hand. The smell of cakes and sweets filled my nose as I passed across a bakery and my stomach rumbled, quickening my speed so that I would arrive sooner cause I was so hungry and I couldn't wait for my mom's delicious food.

I have never noticed that every time I came this way I was getting closer and closer to the prison until I saw the same creepy looking guy from the last time I came to prison with Soph.

It was exactly him. Black jeans and hoodie I thought for a moment he doesn't even change into new clothes.his neck full of tattoos and I'm sure if he didn't have his sleeves down there would have been so many other tattoos on his arms too. God I was scared but I couldn't help thinking about how he felt like a gangster or something, like cmon.

I hate these type of boys standing in the streets with their friends teasing everyone. I always get nervous passing these streets full of them. Now this time it was the second time I've seen this guy and I bet something was gonna happen from the disgusting look in his eyes. Of course he remembers me with all the luck I have.

I looked around trying to find another way but he exactly knew that I had no other way besides passing that alleyway cause the other side was full of people standing in a row for the crowded restaurant and it was impossible to make my way through that crowd.

I looked down at my feet getting faster by every step this time not for the food but to try to ignore him as much as I could.
At this moment the music wasn't helping with my stress so I paused it but didn't take the headphones off so that at least he'd think I can't hear him.

"Hey hottie. what are you doing outside alone by yourself?"
He got in my way stopping me midway with a smirk on his face.
Instead of answering him I was deep in thought that how the fuck does a jacket with simple jeans make me hot.

I glared at him trying to push him away and continue on but he stopped me and grabbed my arm. His grip on me was so strong I couldn't pull away from him. for a moment I thought about taking my words back about him being stupid but then I thought to myself he really was. In this crowded street with so many people scattered around someone would definitely see us and that won't let him finish whatever plan he has.

"Let go." I shouted on purpose so someone would hear me and get me out of this misery.

"Feisty one aren't ya. Now stop moving." He furrowed his brows in anger and dragged me to the dark alleyway and threw me there. Relieved that he had let my arm go I immediately took off my headphones so that they won't get in my way before going to throw a punch at him but he got my fist in the air and blocked my way by pushing me to the wall. I guess those self defense courses I took weren't really helping right now. My first way of escaping by shouting and getting people's attention failed so I had to do something before he hurts me.

As I was thinking about a way he slowly moved his hand down my thighs and grabbed my ass from behind pushing me back by his torso and getting as close as possible to my neck. Disgusted by the action I pushed him away with all the power in me. He stumbled back a little surprised that I was still fighting back.

"Baby I expected you to be stronger than that" He smirked at me, his hand moving to the back of his jeans, chewing on the blue gum with his disgusting mouth wide open like he was trying to distract me. "And you aren't strong enough to take me down so you must obey what I tell you." He smirked.

I was about to laugh at his ridiculous imagination till he brought his hand back in front of him but this time it was holding a sheath knife very shiny and seemingly sharp and my eyes widened in fear. In a situation like this I know damn well If I do something stupid I'm gonna get hurt.

I gulped down trying to collect my thoughts as I didn't know what to do. Everything got so serious in a blink of an eye that I somehow felt like I was going to die. But I wasn't giving up. There must be a way. No one knows that I'm stuck in here and my parents are probably now getting worried for my delay.

I looked around trying to find a way to escape and heard his laugh echoing through the empty alleyway. "You think I will let you run?" He said and started getting closer.

"Please don't kill me." I pushed my back to the wall and forced my tears to come. "Why are you doing this? I will do whatever you want."
Even though I was scared as hell half of it was the act because I wanted to act innocent and catch him off guard. But still I wasn't sure that would work cause he had a knife and all I had was my ability to lie.

He stopped in his tracks, eyes looking right into mine as I was crying in front of him my hands shaking from the fear.

"You'll have to. Or you'll die." He said and in a heartbeat he was in front of me, ripping my shirt apart and pushing me against the wall. I struggled in his grip and he pushed his hand hard on my mouth and all could be heard was nothing but my muffled screams for help. I tried to fight moving my legs to hit him in the guts but he grabbed one of my legs knowing exactly what I was planning on doing. With one leg in air and choking under the pressure of his hand I had nothing else to do but to cry my eyes out. Suddenly my eyes caught the shiny knife that was moments before in his hand. I went to grab it but he pushed my head back trying to kiss my neck as hard as possible and I couldn't see where the knife was. With my other hand I grabbed his cock and he moaned in my neck and within a second I took the knife from his pocket and sliced it through his hand. I'm not a killer or I would've sliced his throat with the knife.

He groaned in pain and blood came out of the fresh scar and I dropped the knife and sprinted away trying to get as far as possible. I could hear him shouting about how he'd find me one day but I swore to myself that It will be the last time I'm coming this way alone.

All these chapters are gonna make sense later don't worry