Chapter Two
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As soon as I was on the floor, Brent climbed on top of me. What was going on? What was he doing? I wanted to ask, I wanted to say something but I couldn't. I lost my ability to talk, and I didn't know what to do about it.
He started kissing my neck, I tried as hard as I could to push him away, but, I had no energy and he was easily able to grab ahold of my wrists and pin me down.
'Just stop trying to stop me'. He whispered in my ear as he bit my earlobe harshly. It hurt.
He pushed my skirt up to my waist and removed my underwear completely. My whole body already ached... Like... Pins-and-needles. In my legs and my arms. My head was still pounding, and I honestly thought I was going to be sick.
I opened my mouth, Willing myself to speak.
'W-Why?' Was all I was able to ask, and it was meat with a simple laugh.
'You really shouldn't leave your drink on the table with a stranger'. Did he put something in my drink? Did he plan this?
I tried to sit up, but he pushed me down again.
'I said stop! Don't make me hurt you'. Though the ringing in my ears, I heard what sounded like a belt buckle and suddenly became very aware of the fact he had taken my underwear off.
Oh god, No!
Opening my legs, He put his knee between them so I couldn't close them again. I was left completely exposed and helpless to him and his sick intentions.
I wanted to cry and beg, but I just couldn't.
Every now and then, My brain would realise what was happening and it was like I was trapped. This didn't seem real. I mean, you heard of this sort of thing happening, but you never think it would happen to you... And then it does.
I held his hands slide from my wrists and grab hold of my bare thighs, pushing them flat against the floor. The loose gravel and little stones stabbed my skin, like mini knives. His nails dug into my flesh and I was almost positive he was cutting me.
With a bit more fiddling and a grunt, He pushed into me, There was resistance from my body, but he didn't let it stop him, he kept going, forcing himself in until he was buried deep inside me.
Even though I couldn't move or scream, I felt my tears roll from my eyes.
I wanted my first time to be with someone special, a loving act, but it wasn't. He was taking something from me that meant so much, Simply because he wanted to.. And he could. He knew I was a virgin, I told him during one of our chats, but I didn't tell him I wanted to have s*x with him, and I certainly wasn't telling him now!
He only froze for a few seconds before he pulled out and pushed back in again. It felt like he was shredding me, and I could only hope to god he was at least using a condom... but I doubt it, I didn't see or hear him put one on.
I closed my eyes.
I couldn't stop what was happening, but I didn't want to see it happen either.
'Hmm, You're getting wet. Are you starting to enjoy this?' He whispered again. I just tried to block him out, His voice, His actions... Everything.
I thought I was getting over whatever he spiked me with, But as I tried lifting my arms to push him off me, He brought his hand down hard across my face, Shocking me.
'Move again and I'll make sure you're not walking out of this Alleyway when I'm done!'. His words paralyzed me with fear, and I just gave up and laid there, While he raped me.
He grabbed my legs and pulled them up over his shoulders, allowing himself to dive deeper, It hurt so much.
In, Out, In Out, In, Out, In, Out
His lightning-quick rhythm suddenly slowed but didn't stop.
What was he doing?
And then I realised, he was slowing so he didn't finish to quickily.
My mind instantly went back to hoping and praying he was using a condom. On one hand, I guess it was DNA evidence if I got out of this, but on the other hand, It was one more thing to worry about.
The realisation of ''IF I got out of this'' suddenly hit me and a new wave of terror and tears washing over me.
Once again, his pace quickened and he started moving at speed again.
I didn't know how long it had been since it began or how long it was lasting, But it felt like an eternity.
The weird noises and grunts he was making started to get louder, and I begged that someone would hear him and come and stop this. In one swift movement, His hand was around my throat. I couldn't move my arms to stop him.
His grip tightened, I couldn't breathe. My head felt like it was going to explode.
I didn't want to die!
With a few more grunts, My vision began to blur and fade. I closed my eyes, Not wanted to continue seeing what was happening to me, or see his face as he did it...
And then suddenly... It stopped.
His hands were gone.
He was no longer inside me.
It. Stopped.
Hesitantly, I opened my eyes and looked. Brent was across the alleyway, there were dogs everywhere.
Big, Mean looking dogs. In fact, the more I looked at them, the more I wondered.. Were they dog? One of them jumped forward and started mauling Brents' face. I looked away again, Scared they would attack me next.
Moving my head so quickily, Made me feel dizzy, I closed my eyes again, I couldn't fight the darkness anymore.
My body shut down and I fell down into the pit of emptiness, letting it take over me...
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