Stung by the Wasp (a Chris Motionless fanfiction)

Used.

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Elise grabbed him by the hand as they walked sharply though the streets at night.
"Hey whats with the rush?"
"it is dangerous at night"
"But you've never been here"
"I know Sweden" she turned to him,
She gripped his hand and they entered the club.
Chris was taken back, a virgin to flashing lights, the smell of cigarettes and booze,
She brung him to the bar,
"What would you like!?"
"Huh?!" He yelled not being able to hear her quiet voice
"Drink!"
"Oh a coke please"
She nodded,
"Eet glas av koks  och en vodka och koks" she said speaking Swedish fluently as if it was her first language.
-Chris's POV-
I smiled at her as she orders.
Her voice was so fluent and impressive.
She really was an extraordinary girl.
I sipped my drink and we both stood at the table watching as torsos dance across the room, flashing lights lighting up their eyes as they crammed together to the beat of whatever music it was.
A man wandered over to Elise, standing behind her creating a mass of tension between us both
"Well hello, I say those leggings sure are tight-
I grabbed her hand and brung her to the dance floor.
The lights were blinding, my head ached but I kept her hand in mine.
She turned to me and wrapped her arms around my neck as we both danced,
She closed her eyes and her body moved to the sounds from the speakers,
Taking another sip of her drink.
She frowned at the glass,
"Something wrong?" I whispered in her ear slightly concerned,
"My drink tastes funny"
"Maybe your not used to the Swedish alcohol" I said,
"I didn't order a Swedish drink"
"What did you order?" I frowned
"A vodka and coke"
She put her hand against her head as she stumbled back, losing her balance.
I caught her,
"I'll head to the bathroom and we can leave okay?,
"Alright I'll wait by the speaker"
I sighed as I sadly watched her slowly walk across the room.

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Elise stood as her sense of balance got weaker by the second.
Her skin crawled as the music became dimmer and dimmer to the point where she could only hear slight rining in her ears.
Everyone moved quickly around her, to the music, minding their own business but one.
A blurry figure stood at the other side of the room, who had been staring at her the whole time.
Her body leaned against the speakers as her head weakly yet desperately faced the bathroom, her eyes begging to see the all too familiar tattooed man come walking out and helping her home.
But he never did.
Probably a busy bathroom.
She looked back to the man staring but he was gone,
She looked around for his noticeable features,
She found him standing between the dancers, his eyes haunting her.
At that moment her headache worsened.
She realised an all to familiar feeling.
The fear of being vulnerable and hurt.
She was drugged.
He had drugged her with the infamous date rape drug.
Oh how couldn't she see? She thought.
She was too busy making sure Chris was safe that she forgot about keeping an eye on her own drink at a bar.
She stumbled away and opened the back exit.
Out into the cold she went walking through a narrow alleyway, the pavement having patches of ice from the weather, her breathe hitched in the air.
Her necklace was pulled by the man behind her, forcing out the air she had in her, the metal chain cutting into her skin drawing blood.
She turned on her heals to punch him dead in the jaw,
But he hand her by the throat, pushing her down and throwing her into two large dumpsters filled with old glass bottles.
The drug was slowly taking her away, becoming weaker and unable to hit back as she struggled beneath him.
He pulled down her leggings,
"Nice underwear" he chuckled smacking her.
She cried out, not out of pain, she begged for Chris to hear her,
She heard him unzip his trousers,
Her letting out one last scream. Her last chance to be saved.
The sound of a door being swung open could be heard.
Suddenly the weight was lifted off her back and the man had been thrown off of her.
She lay still, her mind wasn't behind the bar anymore.
Everything was a blur yet she knew exactly who was with her.
Chris pushed the man against the wall, making sure the pain he felt when he was what he had just witness was inflicted on the man's face,
His knuckled bloody and cut up eased as his guard lowered.
Him shakily making his way to the used girl on the ground.

Hey guys,
Hope you enjoyed this chapter,
I'm sorry I had to stop this here I need sleep really bad,
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Gem
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