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Chapter 42

"Crew... Stop." I demand in-between his violent kisses.

"Theresa, just let me." He says as he moans in between his kisses. I begin to punch him in his sides. He momentarily stops his violent attacks of lust and grabs both my hands and pins them with one of his above my head. He leans down and begins to kiss my neck.

"Help!" I know that no one would hear me on the deserted boardwalk with the music blaring. He removes his mouth and replaces it with his other hand. He squeezes hard enough to make it difficult to talk, but lose enough to allow air to continue to entire my body. He removes his hand from my wrists and I begin to tug at the hand around my neck. He lifts his body off of me and violently flips me. My face is pressed against the brick wall as he places his hand around my throat again. I open my watering eyes to see the outline of a guy standing at the end of the alley. I try and scream for his help, but no words manage to come out.

"Hurry up Haiden. Get your camera out." Crew barks as he begins to move his free hand from my shoulder to my blonde hair. He slightly tugs as he presses his body harder against mine. I watch as Haiden pulls his phone from his back pocket. "I'm sorry Theresa. You were a nice girl, but I have a bet to win." He says into my ear loudly. His hand moves from my pinned head and traces down my back. His large hand moves from my back to under my shirt. He traces his hand up my stomach. His touch makes me sick as he continues to enjoy the encounter. I have never been more terrified in my life.

"This is number three." Haiden says as he moves closer to get a better picture. I continue to try and fight him off, but there was no point. At this moment all I knew was that I would rather fight than give in. "From what I heard Greek only got one." Haiden laughs. They were going to rape me to win some game? I close my eyes. His large hand grabs my breast and his pelvic thrusts into mine. How this feels is the way I never want any other girl to feel. I let out another cry as his hand begins to tug at the top of my shorts.

I hear a thud. "What the hell man?" Haiden yells. I open my eyes to find a blurry figure holding Haiden against the brick wall. Crew's brutal assault has stopped, but his weight keeps me pinned against the wall. The blurry figure raises a fist and punches Haiden multiple times. Haiden collapses to the ground unresponsive. The blurry figure starts to walk towards Crew.

"Don't come any closer or I'll bash her head against the wall." Crew threatens the figure. The blurry figure ignores the threat and continues to walk closer. Crew's hand leaves my neck and his body has been lifted from mine. I use the wall to slide to the ground breathing heavily trying to regain my breath. I look over to see the man through my tears. He punches Crew the same way he did to defeat Haiden. Crew punches back causing the man to fall to the cement ground. Crew pushes off the wall and starts to walk towards the man, who is trying to get back up from the ground. Choosing to not be a victim, I let the anger inside of me build and what little strength I have left to get up off the cold welcoming ground.

As tears still leave my eyes, I run and jump on Crew's back putting my arm around his neck and using as much strength as I can to choke him. The man standing up from the ground regains his balance and starts to walk towards us. Crew turns quickly throwing me off. I hit my back on the metal siding of the dumpster and fall to the ground. I hear a sound come from my wrist as I use my hands to catch my fall. I sit up against the dumpster and hold my wrist in my hand. With one strong punch to the head, Crew falls back against the brick wall and stays unconscious from the blow.

The figure starts to walk to where I am sitting on the other side of the alley. I don't know if this is just another fraternity guy trying to do his part of the game or someone who genuinely wants to help. I close my eyes and turn my face away from him as I wait for my question to be answered. I feel a hand softly touch my chin. He gently pushes my chin up to look at him. I open my tearing eyes. Kneeling in front of me is Logan. He looks nowhere but into my eyes. He brushes my knotted hair behind my ear. When I see that it is actually him I begin to cry. He pulls me forward and my head rests on his rapidly beating chest. "Theresa. I'm so sorry." He hugs me even tighter. Crew begins to stir. "We need to leave." He continues to hold me against his chest as he helps me to my feet. He puts one arm around my waist and starts walking towards the boardwalk. When we are about to pass Haiden, Logan stops and reaches down to pick the cracked iPhone up off the ground. We walk in silence as we try and avoid anyone walking on the boardwalk this late at night. We reach an unfamiliar car and he opens the passenger's side door and places me into the seat. He quickly walks around the front of the small Nissan and jumps in the driver's seat. He starts the car and backs out of the parking space as fast as he could. He puts the car in drive and starts to race down the small main street.