Arriana's Return

Arriana's Return -Chapter 6

Chapter 6

It took Arianna a while to get everything situated and cleaned but she was finally able to leave. The comfort of safety and warmth were left behind for blistering cold. She rounded the corner going to the student parking lot when a weird feeling began growing in the pit of her stomach. For a moment she contemplated turning around but chalked it up to it being so dark outside. Arriana had never felt so nervous and scared though. She was not expecting what happened next. Nobody could expect what happened.

Large, powerful arms grabbed her from behind holding her tight. She started to panic and didn't know what to do. It took her a few moments to get her senses in order and even out her breathing. She wracked her brain for everything the self-defense teacher had taught her. She tried to get her thoughts collected to focus on the person who had his arms wrapped around her slender body.

Okay Arianna, focus. Come on you can do it. Don't panic. Don't let him get his way. He must be about what, five foot eight, only two inches taller than I am. If I throw my weight to the right I can throw off his balance, move left leg behind his right leg and thrust the elbow back once he does begin to loosen his grip. What if he doesn't loosen his grip? No time for what if's Arianna. You need to do something now!

With her thoughts finally, in order, she threw her stance off and turned into dead weight. The man started to stumble trying to balance out the sudden shift and Arianna stood up making him lose balance even more and loosening his grip on her. She moved her leg behind his and swept it forward as she threw her elbow into his chest. The man fell backward and hit the pavement with a dull thud. Arianna turned to face the guy and kicked him in the gut before he could stand up. As he writhed on the ground, holding onto his stomach, she gave him an extra kick to the face knocking him unconscious.

She reached for her phone in her jeans pocket to call the cops. "Smithtown police, what is your emergency?" The dispatcher said.

She sounded like a middle-aged, fat woman who was bored with her job.
"This is Arianna James. I'm at Smithtown Senior High and I was just attacked." She said wearily.

"Are you ok ma'am?" The woman on the other end asked sounding a little more concerned.

"Yeah but he's not. You may want to send an ambulance for him."

"Miss, what do you mean?" The woman asked.

"Well, I kicked his ass. That's what I mean." Arianna told her getting annoyed that she was still talking instead of sending the police.
"Um, okay. The police are on their way. Would you like me to stay on the line with you?" The dispatcher asked.

"No, I'm fine. If he wakes up I'll just kick him again." Arianna said.

Hanging up the phone, she pulled a granola bar out of her backpack, sat on the curb and waited for the police to show up. Looking up and across the parking lot, she saw a man standing in the tree line. She put her snack down and stood up. He was standing there watching her, not moving.

How long has that guy been there? Why didn't I notice him before?

She started walking across the parking lot expecting the man to turn and leave but he never moved. He stood there just watching her. Before she could see his face, though, he turned and threaded into the woods.

Ah, there he goes.

"Hey! Hey you! Stop! Why are you watching me?" Arianna yelled at the man, getting more upset. She ran to the tree line and started yelling for him again. Nobody answered. She turned to the sound of the police sirens and saw a patrol car speed into the parking lot. Sighing heavily, she made her way towards the officers as they climbed out and rushed to the unconscious man on the ground. She turned and scanned the tree line once more, not knowing what she expected to see. She saw nothing. Of course, there was nobody there. Looking back at the officers Arianna noticed a rather plump looking man was on a radio. Probably calling for the ambulance she had told them to call in the first place. Once she was close enough, she got a good look at the man on the ground. He didn't look scary at all like she had imagined. He looked like every other ordinary guy out there. He did not strike her as a big, bad vicious rapist or murderer.