A dream hidden behind a sweat shirt

Chapter sixteen

*her perspective*

My first instinct was to scream. But no one would here me out here. It was useless. If I screamed he would probably just make me have more pain.

Second instinct was to run. I tried to turn my body and run. My legs where stuck to the ground. I couldn't move. Plus he was faster than me. I was frozen with shock. What should I do?

He walked closer.

"Well well. I've been searching for you a while. After you put me in jail. I have been wanting to find you. Make you suffer like I did. And now I've found you."

I only whimpered he was a few feet away. My mind said scream. My body said run. My heart said talk.

"You already have made me suffer. Every memory every thought. All detected from you!" I spat at him

"Oh well... So hmm my dear? You think about me sweet heart?"

"I'm not your sweet heart. And in every bad way possible yes I do." I silently sent a prayer in my head as he stepped closer.

He was now inches away from my face. He smelt like achohal. Great just to top everything off. He was drunk.

I opened my mouth to scream. "No one can hear you scream." He glared at me and gripped my arms. I winced.

I struggled. He pushed me against the wall. Stripping off my sweat shirt.

"Don't touch me!" I screamed.

"This time I'm going all the way." He gently rubbed my face with the back of his hand and I struggled.

"Fee..." No not those words that will send memory's flooding back. I whimpered and he placed his hand over my mouth.

"Fie..." He kissed my neck and tears streamed down my face.

"Foe..." He ran his hand up my stomach and I tried to kick him but he got in a position where I was pressed against the wall with him between my legs.

"Fumb." He whispered into my hair. I tried to slap him but he grabbed my hand and slapped me instead making me sob more.

I bit his hand. He jerked it away cussing in pain a bit.

I screamed. "Shut up!" He slapped me and I fell hopelessly to the ground.

Whimpering I looked up at him. He had a stern look on that ugly face of his and he was cowering above me.

I heard foot steps around the corner. I looked that way with all my might. I felt so weak. Lynn musty of heard it too for he as well looked up. He glared at the guy standing there in just basket ball shorts and a sweat shirt. It was jasper.

"Don't think I'm not through with you. I will find you again." He kicked my stomach making me make a weird sound. I mouthed help me to jasper and Lynn took off running, jasper ran to my side and then I blacked out.