It was cold. Bloody cold in fact. My legs were freezing in the biting cold air. I had not really thought about the journey home, only the party itself. I was wearing a short denim skirt with black tights, grey elf boots and a grey corset like top. My friend Joe had given me his hoodie so at least my arms were warm. The party had been amazing though!

"Oi, Selene! Get your pretty little arse here", a guy shouted. Selene turned to see her friend, Luka, standing in the kitchen with a can of fosters in one hand and a glass full of, what Selene hoped was, Vodka and Coke in the other. She smiled, flashing her white teeth, and made her way over to Luka. He was tall and attractive with blonde hair.

"You all right?" He said as they embraced, "Vodka and Coke by the way", he added.

, handing the drink to Selene

"Yeah I'm fine thanks, you?" Selene replied taking the Vodka and Coke off Luka.

"Not too bad. Killer of a party". He smiled looking around. There were hordes of people dancing, making out and drinking. Music was blaring in the background and Holly, whose party it was, was milling around trying to make sure no-one touched any of the artefacts or swords, she had.

Selene and Luka laughed as a boy tried to withdraw a dagger from its sheath and Holly slapped him and snatched the dagger off him.

"She didn't know what she was letting herself in for", Luka commented. Selene turned and smiled at him before going to help Holly.

I thought about Luka and my heart raced. He was the one person I loved, truly. He thought we were just friends and so, as to not ruin that, I sit back happily as we talk and flirt. He has no idea. Oblivious. Ah well I suppose that is life. A shiver ran down my spine and I thought back to the here and now.

It was dark as well as cold and pretty desolate. I looked down at my skinny legs I could feel that I had goose bumps all over them. The trees around me rustled in the small, cold breeze and made me jump but I could not help but laugh at myself. The walk home from Holly's house took me through a field and then a small village where, it seemed, only the oldest people on the earth, lived.

It was now 1 o'clock and the sky was dotted with stars. I love to look at the stars for it reminds me of how small I really am. I gazed up and, as I did so, I heard a voice from behind me. It was quite distant but I could just about make out the bodies. There were five of them and, judging by the voices, they were all male. Although I am not one of those people who is scared of strangers I started to walk a bit faster.

My boots clacked against the concrete pavement and I could see my breath plume out in front of me. I thought back to Luka.

"Selene chicken, come here and stop flirting with my brother."

"I'm not", Selene said defiantly, making her way over to Holly. "What do you want?"

"Well I want to set Luka up with Cathy", Holly said excitedly with a smile on her face. Selene kept a false grin on her face and agreed.



"Ok, Selene, you go talk to Luka and I will talk to Cathy". Holly ran off, excited.

Selene meandered over to Luka, getting past some of the hornier boys was quite difficult. Finally she reached him.

"Hey Luka". He turned and, on seeing that it was her, smiled. His face lit up as he grabbed her and stared to dance. "Stop it you fool", Selene said mockingly. Luka laughed.

"You dance wonderfully my love". Selene wished that he was saying that seriously. She broke apart from him.

"Look I have something to ask". Luka stopped pratting about and turned to her. He nodded then led her out into the garden.

"What is it", he questioned.

"Well", Selene said shivering. Luka hugged her. "Holly wants to set you up with Cathy".

"Who?"

"The girl in the skinny jeans and orange top. You were flirting with her earlier".

"oh", Luka replied blushing.

He broke the hug and pushed her away from him, holding her at arms length.

"You see Selene, I would it's just that…" Holly suddenly appeared from nowhere and pushed Cathy into Luka, who caught her.

"Careful there", Holly said dragging Selene away from Luka who was left with Cathy.

After that incident I had not seen Luka. He disappeared. It had still been a good party and I reminisced on it, until a voice close by, roused me. I turned around and saw that the men were even closer. What? They should not have been that close. I started to walk a little faster, but so did they. Now I was worried.

"Oi", one of them shouted. I started to run. My feet were hitting the pavement and fear coursed through me. The men were now running as well. I turned. They were right behind me. I turned a corner. They caught me.

One hand grabbed my shoulder and hauled me backwards into the group of men. My breath became shallow as one of the men put his hand around my neck.

"What have we here?" one man said. He was wearing scruffy blue jeans and a battered football top. His hand went to my breast and I tried to pull away but the man with his hand around my neck, tightened his grip.

"Come on then love", another began, "we need a good poke".

As they laughed I began to realise that getting out of this was going to take a miracle.

"Look guys", one said as the man in the football top moved his hand lower, "that's enough". He was obviously the youngest one and had a kind face. The man in the football top hit him and withdrew a knife.



"No, it's not enough till I get that poke". The man holding me let go and stepped in front of me to try and stop his friend. I took my opportunity and ran.

"Oi", I heard from behind me. I screamed in my head as I ran. Faster. Quicker. Faster. I told myself. I heard shouts from behind me; "NO FRANK". Then I heard a pair of feet running. Towards me. I tired to run faster but I couldn't breathe. My legs felt like jelly. The feet behind me were getting closer. He was almost upon me. I tried to confuse him, by changing direction, but he caught me. The knife went to my throat.

"I told you I want a good shag". His breath reeked of booze as he rammed me off the path and into a tree. I whimpered as my back hit the tree.

He pushed his body against mine and I could feel the friction as he began to unzip himself.

"Now, lets see what you have". He put his hand to my neck and the blade went to Joe's hoodie. The man seemed crestfallen when he saw that there was another top underneath, but continued to cut my clothes. This was appalling. I had always expected to loose my virginity in love and rape to be, well, with a hot guy. I felt so stupid.

I was brought back to the present day when the man laughed. He had cut open my top but left my bra on.

"Nice", he said regarding my body. I felt so disgusting. He then proceeded to cut open my jeans. The blade went in a sawing motion to the fabric and the man grunted as he did this. His other hand left my neck and moved down my body to aid the other one in cutting open the jeans. He stopped as the fabric tore and the knife went slack. I took this opportunity.

The man doubled over as I brought my knee up into his groin.

"BITCH", he screamed. I ran so fast. I was terrified. Suddenly, I heard him come after me again. Tears now streaked my face and, although I wanted to cry, I knew that would slow me down. Within a minute he had caught up with me. His hand went to my face and he pulled me back and pushed me to the floor. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. He spat at me before running off with my bag.

I looked at my stomach. The handle of the knife stuck out of my skin. I screamed and placed my hand on the hilt. It hurt so much. I started crying. I started to feel very weak and through the tears and descending darkness I saw a figure. It moved confidently and, thinking it was one of the men, I let the darkness shroud me.