A good five minutes pass and neither of them return, and it worries me. I’m unaware that my leg is bouncing up and down nervously, until what’s-her-name brings it to my attention.
I stand in irritation from her comment. I start to pace. Why does sweet-cheeks get me so worked up? I hate how she makes me feel. Before she came along I didn’t really give a fuck about other people.
They may have decided to go home, but I decide to go out front and check, just in case. After walking out to the front porch and looking around, I find no sign of them. I jog across the front lawn down towards the street. I have no idea why I’m so worried. Maybe it was the look he gave her as she stormed out of the party. Something just doesn’t sit well with me. She’s in trouble. I can feel it. Don’t ask me how I know, I just do.
When I see his car parked down the street, alarm bells go off in my head. I cross the road and go in the direction of his car, just in case they’re inside. Halfway across the road, I hear her sweet voice call out, “Help…somebody, please help me.” It doesn’t sound sweet though. It sounds scared and panicked. Fuck.
I swing around, trying to judge where the sound came from. Looking around frantically, I see no sign of her, of either of them. “Angel,” I call out as I walk back to the other side of the street. That’s when I hear him say something.
“Shut the fuck up, bitch, and stop moving around or I’m gonna have to hurt you.” Adrenaline starts to pump through my body. What is he doing to her, and where the hell are they? Technically, she may not be mine, but I’ll be fucked if I’ll let anyone hurt her. No matter what she thinks of me I’ll always be here to protect her if she needs me.
I’m not sure what’s going on between them, but that fucker will be getting another punch in the mouth when I find them, for speaking to her like that.
It’s pitch black out here. I can hardly see a thing. I pull the keys to my bike out of my pocket. There’s a miniature torch on my key ring. I frantically shine it around. Useless piece of shit, I can’t see a damn thing.
I start walking around the area where I think the voices came from, desperately searching and shining my torch as I go. I call out her name again, but I don’t get a response. Eventually I see something white in the distance, on the front lawn of the neighbour’s yard. It is partly obscured by a bush, but when I notice some movement I know it’s her. As I get closer, my heart drops and my blood pressure spikes when I see that he’s on top of her, holding her down.
When the realisation of what he’s doing sets in, I react instantly. My heart is racing so fast as I run towards them, that I can hear it thumping in my ears. Before he even comprehends that I’m beside them, I’m already reaching down, tearing him off her. She starts to whimper as she rolls onto her stomach and starts to crawl away.
Seeing and hearing her like that makes something inside me snap. All I know is I’m gonna kill that fucker. I lunge forward with my hand already raised. Before I know it, my fist is pummelling into his face over and over.
••••
Angel
As soon as I heard Chase call out my name, the sheer terror I’d been feeling almost vanished, and a kind of calm settled over me. I knew in my heart he’d save me. Things may not be good between us, but deep down I know he’s a good man. He’d never walk away from someone in need of help. He may not be the person I thought he was, but I know that much.
Thankfully with the fight I’ve put up, Riley was unable to penetrate me. I know the events of tonight though, are going to stay with me for a long time to come. Just because he didn’t actually have sex with me, doesn’t mean I don’t feel violated.
Riley’s hand covered my mouth and nose after I managed to call for help. I was struggling to breathe. My lungs were burning and I was feeling dizzy and lightheaded. I was lucky Chase got to me before I actually passed out.
As soon as he pulled Riley off me, I gasped for air as I scrambled away. Even though I know I’m safe, the need to put some distance between us is overwhelming. I need to be as far away from him as possible.
Small whimpers are coming from me as I crawl across the grass. I can’t seem to control them, as realisation of just how close I came to being sexually assaulted hits me hard. Time stands still around me. My whole body is trembling as the shock of what just happened settles over me. I still can’t believe it.
After a few minutes of deep breathing, I start to pull myself together, and that’s when I hear Chase. “I’m going to kill you, you sick perverted motherfucker.” Shit. That’s the last thing I want. I scramble to my feet and turn to face them.