THE DEVIL IN ME

An unforgettable night

A/N this chapter has some slum you can skip to the next chapter if you're not okay with it.
She woke up the next morning not minding the fact that Lance had left about 50 missed calls and 20 unanswered messages for her going through it all none of it made sense:
- babe c'mon answer we need to talk about this.
- baby I know I was a fool but please, I'll die without you.
- gemme a change to explain, I know it looks bad but there's a perfect logical explanation.
- please I'm begging you just answer only once
- sweet heart, punish me, hit me do what ever you want I'm sorry but don't kill me, by letting me face this silence of yours
- Elizabeth Cherise Ranalde will you please answer the damn phone already or atlest reply to the texts😬😧😦
- I'm driving to your house please just let me in
- okay I'm at your window come out
- I know you're awake and that you're hearing everything I'm saying
- if you've ever loved me please open up 😭😭😭😭
- have you found another guy, is he with you rii now? Is that why you're so silent? 😵😵😵😵
- aii you don't wanna talk to me, it's fine tomorrow then
- good night love you with all my heart and babe I mean it
- meet me at the cafe by your company at 2pm
- please come, I'll be expecting you, once again I'm soooo sorry my cherry.
She looked at the last two and heaven knows she didn't want to go and she wouldn't go, he'd just have to know that the hard way. She wasn't prepared to do anything that would lead her back to the love aspect of her life not now not ever, maybe she'll get married if not she adopt a child and live with the child like he/she was hers, no matter what it takes she'll find away but Lancelot McLain would never be hers and that will never share something more special than friends. But that meeting he was demanding would never happen and it'll have to be that way.
She drove of to the office and had been over scheduled, she had been exhausted, checking the time it was half past seven and she had been through the day's long hard work so she went off to retire for the evening, she reached the parking lot of her company and had been jacked by Lancelot himself, he looked red with fury and had held her with force her back against the window of her door, "I had told you to come to the little cafe at that conner why didn't you, huh what do you wanna do, make everyone know I cheated, you know that my mom wants us to get married, then why are you being so selfish, cmon", he's words had proved he didn't love her, he only did it so he wouldn't hurt his mom, how cheap but then again she still wasn't surprised, "speak, speak, bitch you don't know what I'm capable of, I swear it to you I will hurt you" he threatened, "so you think hurting me is gonna me come back to you, you're so wrong I know I have a bad past but it doesn't stop me from being sensible, so Lancelot do whatever you want" he could see the seriousness in her eyes and knew she was not ready to back down, he grabbed the keys from her hands and threw her in the car and strapped her in her seat with the belt, he drove with one hand while the other was holding her, he had locked the car and drove with speed, he parked the car at a deserted building it looked like an old house that no one had been in for years and he dragged her hand into the house and pulled her into the room, he locked the door, he  pulled he's clothes he pushed her to the bed and started kissing her forcefully, he put he's hand in her shirt and squeezed her breast, she still struggled, she couldn't believe her ex boyfriend was raping her, she tried to push him off but the fact was that he was bigger and stronger than her. She used her free hand to try reached for something anything at all, she tried and this time he had unbuttoned her shirt and was licking her nipples and sucking hard in an attempt to leave hickeys on her, she reached even harder and her hand touched the vase on the small table by the bed, she picked it up and used it to hit him, it broke on he's back and he groaned in pain, she didn't waste time and ran to her car but shit she forget the keys so she decided to run, she didn't know where but she just wanted to get away from him by any means, she had ran a long way and decided to stop to catch her breath but she heard footsteps and wasn't ready to take any chances, she ran faster and faster and the noise of the footsteps also increase, she was being chased by someone but too scared and worried to look, she had gotten tired and decided to hide but as she stopped a hand grabbed her. It was Lance, he looked furious, he pushed her to the ground, as her body touched the earth, he pulled her skirt leaving her red cotton panties exposed to he's sight, he fell on top of her using he's body to pin her down, the road looked lonely no one could save her at this time. He kisses her harshly and nibbled on her skin she struggled and that made him mad, with every move she made to resist earned her punch to the face but Lance was too smart to use her there cause if she screamed people would have heard so he took her up and headed for the building. Once he'd got there, he dropped her on the bed and the slipped he's finger in her, she screamed and begged and cried in pain, but he wasn't giving up, next he had unbuttoned her shirt and squeezed her breasts harder and this made her scream again, he'd slap her mouth shut every now and then and then he'd slipped he's middle inside her earning the loudest scream of defeat from her, he didn't stop there, he'd sucked and licked her dry to the point her middle hurt and still inserted himself inside her, she was still struggling and then he kissed her but only tasted her tears, he ripped her mouth open and poured the white liquid inside her but she only spat it out on his face, he left her there, weak, defenseless and traumatized, but she was determined to get her justice, he'd left with a sinister laugh and once she was sure he had gone she wore her clothes but the bruises she got from the repeated punching and slapping weakened her down, she left that place before he returned and took her bag with her, but he had taken her car, she ran but cried as her legs still hurt from that awful process, she ran for her life knowing fully ware it was in danger but there was no signal, her feet hurt, in fact her whole body hurt but she could run any longer, she saw a small barn and decided to take shelter there and not long after it began to rain.
She slept in the cold, barn with horses and chicks and cried bitterly but quietly fearing that Lance might find her. She woke up in a room, under a warm and cozy blanket and from the barn she somehow found her self in a simple decorated room, she picked up her phone but there was still no signal, she tried getting up but her body was sore, the door to reveal an old woman and she immediately tremble in fear at the thought of it being one of Lance's plans but the old woman seemed nice, "wow, sweetie you gave us a fright, what happened to you" she asked with concern written all over her face, "phone, can. I. Have. Phone please, need. To. Call. Mom" she said unable to answer any questions or even speak properly, the woman stepped out of the room and came back with a telephone, she dialed her mom's number and she answer:
- mama" she said as she started to cry, "mama, I need you, please I need help"
- sweetie, what happened? Where are you? Who's phone is this?
She looked at the old woman who was puzzled and who's face showed even more concern, "excuse me, where are we?" She asked the woman, "Oak Dale Lane, near the end of town, my house is number 47 just by the farm barn" she answered to which Liz nodded
- mom, brag a pen and write: Oak Dale Lane near the end of town, number 47 near the farm barn and don't tell anyone where I am please.
- okay sweetie I'm on my way. And the call dropped, Liz felt guilty after seeing her facial expression and thanked the woman, "mam, I'm sorry I sneaked into your barn, I promise I wasn't trying to steal, it's just that last night I was rapped and when I had the chance I decided to run, but my bruises slowed me down so when I saw your barn I quickly hid in there, I'm Elizabeth Ranalde, and I wanna thank you for taking me in while I was unconscious and also treating my wounds and letting me use your phone and I'm sorry for the trouble I caused" she said to which the woman nodded, "well, I'm Mira and I live here with my husband Clyde, but everyone around calls us Nana and Bam, cause we're the oldest and don't be silly you didn't cause any troubles I'm just glad we could help, but I'll go grab you some breakfast, oh yeah and before I forget, I'll need a picture of your mom so I can know the person I'm opening the door to, we might have a foot in our graves but you still gotta leave hon and believe me when I say things can only get better" she said. Liz thought of the words Mira said and pondered hard on it, ' how the fuck cold thinks get better from this, I mean her life seems to have an impeccable relationship with down fall, pain and torture ' but she chose to let it all go. She was served some hot and delicious carrot soup and snuggled in the warm blanket placed over her for comfort, Mira had brought pictures of her son, she had told stories of her adventure days just to keep Liz entertained and it worked.