Strong and Honest -✔️-

Chapter.9: Dark Touch

You sighed in relief when the clock said it was 20:00 o'clock.

You picked up the last empty glasses from the table and made your way to the back of the cafe.

'Is it already 20:00 o'clock?' Thomas asked when you had put the glasses in the sink and untied your apron.

'Yes, it is.' You answered. 'Time flies when you have fun right?'

Thomas turned around and gave you a honest happy smile. 'Let me guess. Jake wasn't here huh?'

Your face turned bright and you nodded your head like crazy. 'Yes, indeed. He wasn't here.'

'Well, good night than, Y/N. I will see you on Monday.' Thomas said.

'Yes, good night you too.' You said back.

You walked out of the kitchen, through the cafe to the front door.

'See you on Monday.' You said to Katie who was helping some customers.

'Yes. Good night.'

You waived and then walked out of the cafe.

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You felt happy. There was no Jake today. Maybe it actually hit him that what happened yesterday wasn't okay.

When you were outside, it was already dark and little raindrops fell out of the sky. You zipped your jacket up and walked the normal way.

You couldn't wait to be home again. To be home with your boyfriend Taehyung.

Taehyung, and a smile appeared on your face.

As normal, you took the way that leads you throug the by-street. With your hands in your pockets, you made your way through the rain.

You were close to the by-street when you heard other footsteps too. You turned around, but before you could do anything, you were pinned against the wall of the by-street.

A hand was placed over your mouth before you could scream for help.
The smell of perfume that came from the figure was sickening.

And when he whispered in your ear. 'I told you I wouldn't give up.' You were sure of it.

It was from Jake. That motherfucker.

Out of pure panic and primal instincts, you opened your mouth and bite in his hand.

Jake screamed and let his hand drop from your mouth. His other and was still holding on your wrist.

'I love it when you're like this.' He said with a too husky voice. 'I will get you back for that.'

He came closer and pressed his lips on yours. You almost had the throw-up.
He tasted like coffee and cigarettes. Two things you didn't like.
Again, your primal instincts took over. You raised your right leg and kicked him in the crotch.

Jake let go of you. He bent forward and placed his hands on the place where you had kicked him.

'I see, I see. You're a tough one. But I'm stubborn too, Pretty.'

You saw an opportunity to get away and took it. But you were to slow. Before you had run one step, two hands took a hold of your waist and pinned again against the wall.

You wanted to scream, but there didn't came any sounds out of you. And again Jake's lips were on yours.

This time, Jake's hands explored something more of your body. One hand remained on your waist, while the other one zipped open your jacket.

Your eyes widened by his actions. You tried to push him away. But he didn't move an inch. He kept kissing you and his hands find their way under your shirt.

That was enough. With all the force you had, you pushed him away. 'I hate you! You pervert, you're so gross! Oh my God! I'm going to call the police!' You screamed at him.

After you said that, you took your phone out of your pocket. You opened it and pressed the numbers to call the police.

'No, you don't.' Jake snatched the phone out off your hands.

'Hey!' You tried to get your phone back.

'Back of you whore!' Jake screamed back and then he hits you in your face with his fist.

You stumbled backward and your head hit the wall. You fell on the ground. Everything got blurry.
The last thing you saw was that another black figure walked towards Jake and hit him hard. And then everything went black.