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“I need to take a leak real quick, come on, it won’t take but a minute.”
“I’ll stay right here.”
“I’m not leaving you alone on the sidewalk, Dee, just stand a little ways in here so I can keep my eyes on you and make sure you’re safe.”
I look over my shoulder, there are people walking along the sidewalks and I know I’m in no shape to be left alone. His reasoning makes a lot of sense and I can’t argue. Maybe I should, but my mind can’t think of why. Besides, he’s the one keeping me safe.
He pulls on my hand and my feet continue to move as we walk a few feet into the darkened alley. He jerks on my hand and I stumble with the force of it. His arms are there, catching me, and then my back is being pressed up against the wall and his mouth is on mine again. It all happens so quickly I have a hard time keeping up.
I manage to turn my head. “Luke, what are you doing? Stop.”
“Oh, c’mon, don’t act like you don’t want this. You were practically throwing yourself at me all night.” His hand gropes my breast. “Isn’t this what you want?”
“No!” I push against his chest, hard, and he takes a steadying step back. It gives me enough room to move out of his hold. I take one step before his hand is wrapped around my wrist and he yanks me back. Again, I stumble, and he uses my disoriented state to push my back into the wall. His left hand is holding me tightly on the waist and his body is pinning me against the wall. My heart is racing and the fear is now alive and rushing through my veins. The adrenaline has cleared my mind immensely and I know this is not a situation I want to be in. I need to get out of it, now.
“Stop being a fucking tease. You don’t wear a dress like this unless you want to be fucked.” His right hand finds one of the slits easily and rubs his fingers between my legs.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” I lift my knee up, trying to hit him in the balls, but he blocks my attempt.
He laughs, maniacally. “Playing hard to get, I like it.”
His fingers manage to find the edge of my panties and he pulls them aside. Panic shoots through me and I scream.
“Help! Someone hel—”
Pain shoots across my cheek as the back of his hand slams into me. I’m dizzy, seeing stars, and I taste blood filling up my mouth. I want to spit it out but there’s pressure on my face. I blink rapidly, trying to clear the black and white spots swimming in my vision.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he says, his voice is hot against the back of my neck. For some reason, the smell of the cigarettes on his breath is suffocating. “Just relax and be a good girl. I know you’re going to enjoy it.”
I feel the night air on the back of my legs as he pulls my dress up around my waist. His fingers find my underwear again and they’re jerked roughly to the side. I get another dose of panic and fear.
“No! Please! Don’t do this!” I beg. “Stop!” I taste the salt of my tears as it mixes with the metallic taste of my blood on my lips. I try to fight against him but he’s too strong.
His large hand pushes my head harder into the wall. I can feel the porous, uneven texture of the brick scratching against my left cheek. He’s pushing my face so hard into the brick that I feel like my head is going to explode. I cry out in pain but the cry is cut off as I feel him enter me. It feels like my entire world falls away from me and I’m left frozen in outer space. I’m not here. This isn’t happening. This isn’t real. This can’t be real.
“Mmmm, do you feel that? Doesn’t it feel good?” He moans, as he continues to hold my head painfully against the wall.
I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to shut out the truth of what’s happening. I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to see this alley. I don’t want to hear his voice as he moans and excuses this away with lies that I want it.
With every hard thrust into my body, my cheek rubs against the brick. I can feel my skin shredding against the force of it but I don’t even register the pain. I can feel nothing except the violation happening between my legs. This isn’t real. This can’t be real. It’s all I can repeat in my mind as my body is being abused.
I open my eyes and fix my gaze on the sidewalk that’s only a few feet away from where we are, willing someone to walk by. Willing someone to see what’s happening and stop it. People do walk by but if they hear my whimpers and quiet pleas, they don’t acknowledge them. People walk by, literally feet from where I’m being raped, and no one notices.
No one sees me.
I swallow down the rest of my cries and let my pain run silently down my face. Then, I feel it. I feel electricity in the air. And then I seehim.
And he sees me.
I lock eyes with a massive tidal wave of anger. A tidal wave so tall and powerful there’s no doubt it’s going to destroy every single fucking thing in its path. And that tidal wave comes down on the man, no, the demon, holding me against my will.
As soon as the weight of his body is off me, whatever strength I was holding onto vanishes and I crumple to the ground. I lose track of all time and place as I retreat within myself. I’m picked up off the ground in strong, comforting arms. I don’t fight it. I don’t think I have any fight left in my body. The worst has already happened. I tilt my head back and look into the most fiercely beautiful face I’ve ever seen.
He looks down at me, his cold blue eyes softening. “It’s going to be ok, Wendee. You’re going to be ok. I’ve got you.”
And I don’t know why, but I believe him. I’m going to be ok because he’s here. He saved me. He saw me when no one else did. How does he know my name? I reach my hand up, my fingertips barely touching his cheek. His jaw clenches at the light touch and his eyes close for a long second before they’re searing into mine again. Something like smoke is moving, wrapping all around us, but it feels more alive than smoke. And there’s no scent of smoke suffocating me. No, they’re dark and threatening. Dangerous. But not to me.
Shadows.
