RIDE OR DIE, Takers(AJ fanfic)

Darker Than Obsidian

My throat was dry from my useless tries to scream out his name. The man had his hands on my neck now, he was forcing me to look at him. I had never been truly afraid of dying, but in that moment I feared I wouldn't be able to keep fighting.
My limbs grew weaker and fell to the ground. My arms like noodles fell to the sides, I couldn't breathe. I was choking and there was nothing I could do about it. For what felt like an eternity I kept trying to kick back, bite, lash anything and everything I could to free myself. I was almost able to as well. But he grabbed me by the neck right as I was trying to escape.

Now his eyes were staring into my soul. And I thought to myself, what a pathetic way to die, what a sad last image of life....
His eyes truly terrified me. They were so dark. It was as if there nothing in them but darkness and death.

"What—do—you—want!" I spoke meekly.

He grinned, an evil and awful grin.
"You can't roam around with information like that doll."

My vision was slowly darkening, I could feel the bitter taste in my mouth.

But I had decided, not to give up. Not until my last breath.

I spat at him. It worked, he left me abruptly and fell to the other wall.

I fell to the ground, gasping for air.
This was my chance, I needed to get out.
I tried getting up, it didn't work. My feet were so still, I was worried that I was paralyzed. So I tried crawling, dragging myself to the door.

Alas he got to me once again, this time with more force and aggression. Hands back on my throat. Eyes full of hatred and frustration.

Right then when I thought, the lights would go out anytime and it would be the end.  The door to the washroom slammed open, and suddenly I was on the floor again, gasping for air.

Everything happened so fast, two men fighting. One bitter, slow and obsidian. The other graceful and full of golden green.

AJ pushed the man and started punching him repeatedly, he was yelling something. Something worse than profanities. But I hadn't the mind to decipher them.
I was catching my breath. My neck pained, as if it was scarred, my breath was wavering and I was shivering.

Suddenly the man had managed to slither out of AJ's grasp and run out the washroom. AJ was going to follow him, when he stopped mid way and came to me instead.

"Delilah! I'm so sorry. Please stay with me! I should never have left you alone. Let's go home, we've had our fair share for tonight," he offered.

His eyes were red around the corners, the skin encircling them, angry. I tried to reach out and touch his face but my hand gave up mid way.

He caught it and wrapped it around him, picking me up.
"Why is it that you always end up in situations like this?" He slurred.

"Maybe it's cause of you," I pondered, my head sunk into his chest. And I knew I was safe.