Ephemeral //H.S

Chapter 8

⚠️Violence⚠️

My stomach drops to my shoes and my heart skips a beat as soon as I feel my body being lifted off the ground like it was nothing.
My muscles go stiff, my brain goes blank and I feel paralyzed.
But something comes over me and I start to contort my body in every possible way, trying to get away from this grip.
My feet are kicking the legs attached to the body behind me with the strength I'm unaware I have. 

This isn't happening.

And finally, a scream escapes my lungs. I can't tell if it was loud, high pitched or silent because all I can hear is a ringing in my ears, along with the sound of my accelerating pulse.
I feel the arms tightening around me, forcing a painful cry out from my lips from the pressure.
He starts to back away, and without even thinking about it, my feet lift up to press against the back of my car, and my legs quickly straighten, making us fall back with a loud thud.
Gravity doing god's work, his back is the first thing that hits the ground, and the back of my head bounces on his face, forcing his arms to let go of me as a loud but low grunt escapes him, and he curses under his breath.
Blurry vision and ringing ear, I roll my body to the side and clumsily get off of him in a hurry before standing to my feet to run away.

But a hand grabs my ankle, and pulls on it with strength.

My stiff body hits the cement from the side, the hit on my right shoulder robs me of the oxygen in my lungs and makes me gasp for air, also taking my sight away for a few seconds. I gain my senses again when a burning sensation travels from my elbow to the side of my hand and on the side of my thigh, making me realize that I was being dragged on the harsh ground.
I try to use my other arm as leverage to pull myself up, but a forceful hand wraps around my right arm and yanks me up to turn on me on my back and my shoulder pops.

I don't feel anything at first, but when I open my eyes and see him standing tall over me, I can't help but scream again. Probably because of the shooting pain coming from my shoulder, but mostly because I wasn't sure if this was really happening, but now that I can see the person. I know that this is real. 
He is probably in his mid twenties, taller than me but I can tell that he isn't taller than Harry. He looks young, but his features are harsh, deep brown furrowed brows above dark, almost black eyes, clenched teeth and flared nostrils he looks enraged.

The sight makes my stomach turn in nausea.

He lowers himself on top of me to straddle my waist. My face contorts in pain and I start to scream, but my face is thrown to the side, taking my voice away.
Heat and a sharp stinging pain spreads on the side of my face and bottom lip.
My eyes pinch shut and I groan, clenching my teeth to stop the pain, but it's useless because when my eyes open, I'm pretty sure everything turns black and white.

"Stop fucking screaming, I'm trying not to kill you!" he screams closer to my face, making me flinch when I feel his breath against the side of my face.

My chest is heaving, my body is shaking but my muscles are tense. 
I want to push him off, I want to run but I can't move.

Blood was dripping from his nose and down to his lips, probably from the hit with the back of my head, I could see he had some on his teeth, he was smiling.

"So feisty, I like it!" he laughs with a juvenile tone and I watch with wide eyes, paralyzed under his gaze. He suddenly clasps his hands around my neck, making me gasp one last time before I can't take air into my lungs anymore.

"Now be a good girl and fall asleep for me." he says when a struggling whimper leaves my blood tainted lips.

My legs are jolting against the ground, my hands automatically grip onto his forearms, face, anything I can reach for my nails to break through his skin. I can feel that he's not trying to crush my windpipe, but his fingers are pressing against my neck with force to cut off my air supply. Blood rushes to my face, my skin is tingling and my limbs are going limp under his hold.