SWEET INNOCENCE

Third step: scream

"We don't meet people by accident. They are meant to cross our path for a reason"

-Pinterest

An hour had passed and Isabella was now officially lost. She had no clue to where she was. Looking around she noticed a few people -men really- speaking to each other, glancing at her from time to time in the middle of their conversation

Desperate for help she slowly starts walking towards them, her hand tightly gripping the straps in her bag nervously, her breathing increases as the distance between and her and the men shorten

"E-excuse me? D-do you g-guys knows where Clover Restaurant i-is?"

The blonde haired guy snickered, his lips tilting up in a sickening manner, his shirt crumpled and a cigarette was placed safely between his lips. The guy beside him seemed uninterested in her, but his eyes were showing something different, they were full of need and want for the innocent young girl

both towering over Isabella at a height of 5'7 and 5'5, and her, 5'0.  The blonde, Micah, suddenly grabbed Isabella's arm, scaring her and causing her to gasp. Seeing the small action, both felt their pants growing tighter

They were imagining what it would feel like to have her warm, wet mouth wrapped around their cocks and what her pussy would feel like and how tight it would be around them, 

I bet it feels amazing, they both thought at the same time, their smile only growing wider

Jeremiah, Micah's friend, decided to pull Isabella further up the alley, with her resisting and for them to only tighten the grip on both her arms

Isabella screamed trying to gain any attention form the people not far up the alley to try and save her; although she was innocent, she knew what was about to happen to her, there has been a lot on the news saying that young girls were getting raped but of course she had to forget about that and decided to sneak out in the middle of the night

Raped.

She was going to get raped

She didn't want that, she was sure nobody wanted that , I mean who would?

She screamed once again hoping for someone to finally hear her cries, unfortunately for her, no one heard. It was the middle of the night and the place they were currently at, almost looked abandoned. A lot of drawings were placed on the wall, graffiti's in different colors

Tears kept streaming down her face as they ripped her clothes off of her as she struggled against them

A sob once more escaped her lips as she moved her head to the side to prevent their lips from touching hers. She closed her eyes tightly wishing that everything would just suddenly stop and and this was just all a nightmare and the moment she wakes up, she'll be in her room, safe

But she knew that what was happening to her wasn't a nightmare, it was reality and she knew that what they want to take from her was something she could never have back, the only thing she could do was hope that a miracle would happen and he would show up and save her from all this

"Hmm" Xavier spoke, his voice bored and uninterested.  He spins the gun around his finger bored with everything and hums a tune, a happy one, but to the man in front of him it seemed as if he was provoking him, telling him to tell him what he knows or his dead

Xavier sighs annoyed that the guy wasn't speaking, he had better things to do, he didn't want to spend his day here torturing some worthless nobody