Warning: This first chapter contains graphic scenes dealing with rape and gun violence.
London, January
Fumbling with her keys as she exited the restaurant, she shook her head. She had just endured yet another horrid blind date that had been set up by one of her friends. She knew her friends were well-meaning, but she hated the idea of dating; especially when the so-called perfect guy for her turned out to be a creep.
She stood under the awning while she finally reached her keys and placed them in her coat pocket. There was a flash of light, and she looked up at the darkened sky as she felt the first drop of rain on her forehead. Suddenly, the sky crashed loudly around her and the clouds opened upon her and the rest of London. She stepped back under the awning for a moment. She didn't have an umbrella with her and her car was several blocks away. She took a look around her and then took a long breath before dashing into the rain. After a few steps, she realized running wasn't going to do her much good, she was already soaked to the core.
She slowed her pace from running to a power walk, looking down so the rain didn't hit her eyes too much. She walked two blocks before turning left to where she had parked her car and suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. She thought she had heard her name. She turned around but the rain was coming down so heavily, her hair was sticking to her face, water was in her eyes, and the night had only darkened in the ten minutes it had taken her to get to that spot, that she didn't see anything.
She turned back around and grasped the keys in her hand as she hit the button that would flash her car lights. She saw it just a little ways ahead of her. She was almost there. She was almost out of the cold rain.
She was just about to reach for the door handle when someone's hand reached out for her, grabbing her and pulling her towards them. She screamed, dropping her bag, as one hand covered her mouth and the other wrapped around her waist, tightly.
She began to kick but was lifted off the ground and pulled into the alley. She continued kicking until her body was slammed against the side of the building, her face hitting concrete or brick, she didn't know which. She was then yanked backwards and slammed against the ground. She was stunned into silence and her movements subsided. The person who had a hold of her, dragged her closer to the wall of the building before he started to lift up her skirt. His movements registered with her and her body once again began thrashing against him and she screamed.
The man on top of her slammed his elbow into her face as she tried to claw at him. Using one hand to hold her down by her neck, he used his body to limit her other movements, and he used his other hand to once again reach under her skirt and tear off the underwear she had on. She continued to struggle, begging him to not do this. He took her by the neck, lifted her head up off the ground, and slammed it back down onto the ground. Unzipping his pants, he had to lighten his hold on her in order to get himself in the position he wanted to be in. She took this moment to knee him in the stomach. He doubled over in pain, and she started to move out from under him. But she didn't get far. As she was attempting to stand, he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back down.
She screamed again as he flipped her back over so she was facing him. Her hair was sticking to her face, the blood from her head was running into her eyes and she couldn't see anything. He took her by the throat again as he repositioned himself.
"Do that again and you're dead," he said, harshly.
"Please, please don't do this," she begged as she tried to push him off her.
She wanted to scream, she tried to scream but her voice wouldn't allow her. She knew this was about to happen but she kept fighting. She kept trying until an unimaginable pain went coursing through her body. He had forcefully penetrated her, sening her body into a stunned shock. She wanted to fight, her body wanted to fight, but her mind slowed down. She loosened her grip on him as her mind shut down, her eyes looking off as the rain came down. She laid still as he continued to violently thrust into her.
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