Just Hold Me (Sidney Crosby) EDITING THEN CONTINUING

Chapter 13 - Please

He has been on me for a half an hour now. I am getting frustrated and to the point where I'm begging.

"Please." I push him.

He begins to unzip my pants.

Whilst saving my energy, I start kicking and thrashing my legs. I break his hold and see him clutching his ribs on the ground beside me.

This is my chance.

I scramble shakily to my feet and sprint to the edge of the clearing.

I enter the woods and dodge many branches, tree logs, and crush dry, shriveled up leaves.

I hear slow footsteps behind me, also crushing leaves.

I run faster.

I am out of the woods now and I start sprinting to my truck.

I do not run. So if I am running, you better run too because something is coming.

I feel strong hands grab my arms from behind.

I start moving my limbs uncontrollably.

"No! Leave me alone!"

My attacker picks me up by my waist. I thrash and try to push his arms off me.

He sets me down and turns me around to face him.

But when I turn around, it isn't a face I expected to see.

Sidney.

I stop thrashing in his arms.

"Sidney!"

I pull him into the tightest hug I've ever given. He puts me under his arm and I snuggle against him, speed walking back to my truck.

We get into my truck and he drives us to an apartment building. Not my apartment building, but maybe his.

I run a hand through my still straightened hair, hoping it would fall into a sexy mess like in the movies.

I sigh.

"Why are you here Sidney?" I ask calmly and curiously.

"Well I came back to your apartment because you forgot your phone. Marilynn told me where you were. What did he do to you?"

I freeze.

"Nothing. I'm fine."

"No. I saw his car. NOW WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU?"

I shake my head, not wanting to mention what could've been.

"Did he— DID HE TOUCH YOU?" Sid asks, starting out calm, but quickly changing to a shout.

He runs his hands through his hair and drags his right hand over his face and down to his mouth.

"I'll kill him."

"Sidney..."

I don't know what to say. I feel tears wet my eyes.

I look down at my lap and bite my lip. I usually do this when I'm sad. I bite my lip till it bleeds and I silently cry my eyes out. That's just how I roll.

I begin to do so. I bite my lip hard and scrunch my eyes, letting my pain filled chest release liquid pressure.

Have you ever literally felt your heart break? It hurts so much, I don't even try to be silent as usual. My sobs are loud, short, and pain filled.

I hear Sid climb out of the drivers seat and walk around the car. He opens my door.

"Hannah, look at me."

After a few seconds I turn, my head still down. He climbs up to me and lifts my chin up. He looks at my face and then pushes his on.

I calmly cry in the kiss, but I love how he does me. I kiss him back. He pulls back shortly after.

"Come on." He whispers like a father to a child when it is time for them to sleep.

I step down onto the ground but am only to be picked up by Sid. I do not protest. I am tired and wore out and just want to sleep. I just want this horrible night to end.

I close my eyes and drift to sleep as his comforting, heavy footsteps help my fatigue kick in.