Shadow's Within

29 : HE'S A PIG!

"—the hell you think you're doing!"

"SHUT UP! Or you'll end up the same way!"

"STOP THIS MADNESS!"

What are they screaming about? The yelling sound echo down into my mind. I could hear them but my eyes wouldn't let me see. It's dark. Am I sleeping again?

Then I could a see a muffling image, condensing my eyes. It's all hazy. Little by little, my eyes finally congested enough energy to produce the images of the sound.

I could see the doctor, arguing blatantly with a man that I couldn't make out. Her face is a swirling wave of panic and pain, with red-shot eyes and puffy harden cheeks. She's really angry. The man she's arguing with is only showing me his rear. Straight hair, red hunter's vest with a linen pant.

"SHUT UP!" the man roar. His voice is as powerful as a hungry lion. "BE QUIET OR YOU'LL BE NEXT!"

"I'll be telling this to the Major!" the doctor walks out of the room.

The man snags the doctor's arm and rips her lab coat to shreds. "Oh no you don't!" He pulls her back with such ferocity that it knocks her down straight into the floor. He grips the back of her hair and force her up before latch her back pressing the wall. She squeals, her voice suffers in pain. He takes his arm and drive and powerful strike across her cheek knocking her unconscious.

Doctor! My mind yell. I can't move. The pain is unbearable. To be strike from behind is unacceptable! If I could just pry my body free then I would have the suffice energy to safe the doctor from this madman. Curse this pain.

With a long aching cry of pain, the doctor finally stop, her voice becomes silent and then her body drops beside me. Her eyes close, and hey hair wriggly out from the perfect composure, and a clear force of trauma imbedded on her cheek.

That coward!

Then I could the back of my hair rising in pain. Slowly my body ascend from the floor, my eyes corners from the floor further and further become my eyes is welcome by a sickening sight.

James Cordon! That son of a—

"Hello there my lovely" His voice soothes down now, but it's creepy. "Did I hurt you?.. I'm sorry.. it's the only way I could get to you without you fighting back... I was intrigue the moment I saw you walk into that door last night... such beauty I can't take it! My body wants you! It calls to you.. can't you hear it!"

"What...... do..... you.... want......?" My voice is too weak. I couldn't even muster a clear complete sentence.

He laughs. "What do I want?... my dear.. I want you!"

"You.... are.... Sick!"

He laughs again...louder now. "BULLSHIT!... That's what all the psych tells me... that I'm sick!... But I'm not!.. You see... I'm just a humble man who cares deeply on woman... but for some reason... woman just don't care for me."

My heart pumps faster than it ever did before. I never feel this afraid before in my life. What does this lunatic want with me.

"Those woman...you've probably heard from the news about me.. they all had a slight misunderstand with me... I confess my life and what did they do?" His face crawling closer into mine. "THEY LAUGH STRAIGHT INTO MY FACE! DO YOU KNOW HOW HUMILIATING THAT IS! TO BE LAUGH AT WHEN YOU HAD POUR YOUR HEART TO THEM ONLY TO BE SHATTERED INTO MILLION PIECES OF BROKEN HEART!"

He grabs me and spins me facing the wall. His face resides beside mine. His grimace lips breathing on my cheek. I could feel his dirty stench, rotting up my skin. It's unnerving and disgusting! My cheeks sense something weird and unpleasant. Something wet is drizzling on my face. It's his tongue! His revolting tongue is licking the side of my face! Its nauseating and repellent.

The licking didn't stop. He keeps on repeating the same lewd act to no end. I hate this. My body quivers. His hand touching my body with no sense of guilt or reluctant. Never before a man dare to touch my body in such undignified nature. I'm scared. My hearts dropping low and my breathe stomp short. His hands squalling about, reaching the part I would want no man to touch.

His hand snaking down my shirt and I could sense his excitement. His breathing respires harder and deeper. Even though I couldn't enact his face, but I know he's smiling. I hate this! The fingers continue snaking down my chest and going deeper and lower.

He pushes me down, turning my body so I could see his filthy expression. I could see that expression, growing in lust. He grabs my pants and begin to pulls it off. I try to refuse his action but my body has no strength.

"Oh baby... I am going to enjoy this tonight.." he said with a smirk on his face.

He strips his pants down and thrust his body down into me. God! Please stop this lunatic before he acts his filthy and disgusting action into me!

Suddenly, his face climbs higher, away from me; and I could a glimmer of light. Cordon is knock sideways from me. I'm saved! From the stream of light, a familiar face pitch in. It's Chase! Thank god! I've never been so happy to see him in my life.