You are walking back home down your lonely street. It's very late in the night. You and your friends had gone for a weekend movie at the cinemas. They'd both entered into their houses some streets ago but since your house is the last and farthest, here you are alone. You get to the cemetery along your street and instantly tense up. 'I'm almost home. Just few houses left.' You say to your subconscious. Even with this peptalk your once tranquil mind is still ruffled. You decide to hasten your steps when you hear someone mumbling. You turn and check around you for anyone but you see no one and you move on discarding the voice from your mind. Before you take three steps you hear the psiturism of rustling leaves. Your heart is at your mouth as fear slowly creeps up your spine. You want to investigate and see if anything's amiss but you remember what happen to a character in the movie you'd just watched. She'd gone down the stairs when she heard noises coming from the parlour and there she met her demise. You decide to sprint but with each step you take you can hear heavy thumpings. It's now clear to you that there's another fellow chasing you. You scream loudly for a second before an heavy hand clamps down on your mouth, muffling your screams. This person tackles you to the ground. "Beautiful." He whispers to your ears as he runs his hands down your neck. Right now fear is the least of the emotions running through you.
He drags you away with his hands securing your mouth. "We're going to have fun." He laughs. You can feel the heaving of his chest pressed against your back and this matches your heartbeat. "We're going to have fun." He repeats but this time you can feel the excitement oozing out of him. Now you're in the cemetery, far away from any eyes. He looses his footing and you both come crashing down. "The elements are in agreement with us tonight." He says as he balances himself on you. He spins you around till you're facing him and he holds your hands above your head with one of his hands. With his other hands he dives into your blouse and fondles with your breast. 'What a wrong night for you not to wear a bra.' You muse as he pinches your nipples. You scream loudly and this draws a lopsided smile from him. He doesn't bother to shut you up. In quick successions he took his hand off your hands and tears your clothes. "A beautiful lady like you shouldn't go out alone in the night. And you'll learn why today." He says to you as he pulls down his trousers. All your efforts to escape him would prove futile. He's going to rape you and slice off your breasts. Your glory hole he's going to damage and when he's done he'll walk away and disappear into the night. You've learnt your lesson tonight or so I hope.
© Akelaahwrites
AN: Well this would be my first prose and I hope you enjoyed it. I'm also sorry if the story seems disturbing.
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