The Hooded Beauty

Save Me

Warning: triggering content
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I follow him.
He takes me through a door that leads to the back garden.
People run and scream around us while we walk. He takes me around to the side of the house.
I look around and my vision lands on every motionless body laid on the floor.
I lean against the wall, trying to stop myself from vomiting or having a panic attack.
He stands infront of me.
Protecting me.
Hiding me.

But then he does something really weird.
He begins to kiss me.
Pushing me further into the wall.
With force.
I try to move away from him.
I don't want this.
He responds by putting a hand onto my throat.
He starts to choke me while kissing me.
The other hand begins to feel around my body.
Touching places where I don't want to be touched.

He moves his lips from my mouth and moves them towards my ear.
"You didn't really think I'd save you, did you?" He says with malice, then adding "You Lincoln twins came here to die tonight. To send your father a message, to not mess with us again" he says.
Tightening his grip on my throat.
I can't breathe.
I try to pull at his hand but he stops me.
He slaps me across the face hard.
"You're not getting away" he looks into my eyes as he spits out each word with hatred, I push off the wall and push him off me with every single muscle in my body.
It works.
He stumbles back.
But then laughs.
He grips onto my neck again.
He lights a cigarette up.
He smokes casually, blowing the smoke into my face each time.

He moves closer towards me.
Pressing me further against the wall.
He looks at the cigarette.
Then, he looks at me.
He removes his hand from my neck but I still can't move because his body is pressed against mine.
He strokes my cheek gently.
He then moves the hair from my shoulders and moves my head to the side exposing my neck.
He inhales the cigarette and blows it out.
He strokes my neck.
Then, he brings the cigarette down slowly passed my face and to my neck.

He slowly presses the burning cigarette end into my neck.
Pain surges through my neck
I try to scream but nothing comes out.
Tears stroll down my cheeks.
He only laughs at my pain.

He presses harder into my skin and this time slowly twists the cigarette.
This time I finally scream.
I lift my knee up with as much force as I can fathom.
And it hits right between his legs.

He falls to the floor in agony.
Grabbing his genitals.
Writhing in pain.
I smile at his pain.
He regains his strength in no time and bolts up.

He smashes my head into the wall with plenty of force.
My eyes become dizzy.
I feel blood begin to trickle down my neck.
I stay up.

He pulls back his fist.
Then in a split second he is gone from my vision.
I look down and Jace is ontop of him.
They fight.
I should run.
But I don't know how to rely that message to my legs.
They stand up, still fighting.
Jace pulls out a knife.
He instantly plunges it into Willis' stomach multiple times.
I watch.
I see it all happen.
Jace pulls back the knife.
And Willis falls to the ground.
Gripping his stomach.
He coughs blood.

Before I know it, I'm being moved.
I watch as Willis comes smaller as I move further away from him.
I snap out of it and look forward.
Jace has my hand and is dragging me away.
Away into the woods at the back of the property.

Jace turns back and says "speed up, they will get us if you don't hurry" his voice is urgent.
I notice he is covered in blood.
Is that his blood?
Or someone else's?
I come to a complete stop.
He stops too.
I reach up to the back of my head and touch my hair, I pull my hand back and look at it.
It is covered in blood.
He moves his eyes from my face to my hand and then back up to my eyes that are now staring at him.
He steps forward and says something.
I don't hear it.
I watch him become a spinning blurry vision.