~Opposites Attract~

My Worst Nightmare

I figured as I was driving home,I still needed to get my car,but I had to wait until tonight,because my stupid brother thinks he can control me. Dammit,my car is in the bad part of town,where that guy was,but I would just stay calm. I needed to focus,I can't be scared,those weird people can probably sense it,I get Mike out of my thoughts,and drive home only to be greeted by my brother standing in the driveway,keys in hand. I roll my eyes at him,as he opens the door,and gestures for me to get out. What a bitch.

****Later That Night**** ( Bad Part Of Town )

I'm walking along the cracked sidewalk,and bite down on my lip,forcing myself not to look back,because I feel like somebody is following me,when I finally reach my familiar red honda. My dad taught me how to take care of cars,so all I had to do was pop the hood,and fix the problem. As I work and examine,I notice the same guy has been standing at the corner for the whole time I have been here. His dark hoodie pulled over his head,as he keeps his head down,lighting up a ciggarette,and stomping it out with his boot after he was done,then disapeared around the corner. I turn my attention back to my car,bending over to pick up the oil cap that I had just dropped,and felt someone tounch my backside. I turn stiff,and rise slowly,scared out of my mind.

" Thought you could get away from me huh ? " The deep husky voice asked,running his hands up my body,and pushing me up against my car. Stay calm,just bring attention to yourself,somebody will notice. He must see my quick reaction to try and get away,and grabs my wrist tight,pulling me along with him onto a quiet street,his large hand over my mouth. I struggle as much as I can,as he pulls me into an apartment complex,dragging me up the stairs,his other hand now off my mouth,as I begin to scream,hoping somebody,anybody will hear me.

" Get away frome me please !!!!! Stop !!!! " I yell,tears overflowing in my eyes,and dripping down to my cheeks. He doesn't listen,and kicks a door open,throwing me into an apartment,empty beer cans on the floor,and naked perverted pictures plastered up on the walls. The man looks like he is in his early thirties,and has light brown hair,all shaggy and sweaty. He makes his way back over to me,as I stagger backwards trying to get away,or to find something that could hurt him on the floor. I don't succeed,and he pulls me up by my shirt,and forces me over to a messy bed,straddling me as he ties my hands to the posts of the headboard,and gets off me,pulling a pair of scissors out of a drawer. He gives me a smirk,and I close my eyes,turning my head away.

" We're gonna have fun tonight babe " He purrs in my ear,starting to cut my shirt off with the scissors. " And it doesn't look like superman is here to help you this time " He eyes are evil,and he tears the rest of my clothing off,and scans his eyes over my now naked body. The bulge in his pants grows bigger and bigger by the second,and he brings his lips to my ear again.

" Unbutton them,make me feel good " He orders.

" Not in a million years " I hiss,and spit in his face. He pulls a knife out of his pocket,and presses it to the side of my neck.

" I wouldn't do that again if I were you " He yells,spit flying in my face. I gulp,and no my head.

" Good girl " He says,but cuts a little slit in the side of my neck. I cry in pain,but I do as he says,unbuttoning his jeans,he gets angry,because I must not be going fast enough,but hey my hands are kinda tied up here,so it's challenging. He takes them the rest of the way off,and I close my eyes. He rams himself into me with a great amount of force,and I scream from the pain. He lets out a moan,and moves his face to my chest,still thrusting. I cry and scream for him to stop,but he doesn't listen,and releases into me. He thrusts one more time,this time as hard as he can,me nearly passing out. He slowls down,but I still keep my eyes closed,struggling to get my hands out of the rope,which has now burned into my skin. I hear the sound of a door crashing down,and I open my eyes,looking over to it. The guy looks up,and the next thing he sees is a shovel crashing into his face. My eyes are so full of tears,I can barely see who it is,so I blink them away,and feel the guy get out of me,which is a big relief.