It was 3 am. The street lights were dim and the hustle and bustle of the day died down to a dull roar. Only a few cars drove past, and no pedestrians roamed the sidewalks. Besides you. You wore a white hoodie and jeans, folding your arms over your chest in an attempt to keep warm as you made your way down the sidewalk. You had night shift at the local Grocery Store that night. You took whatever job you could possibly get to feed you and your three year old daughter. You had to take off early, though. Your good-for-nothing babysitter skipped out on you, leaving your child home alone. She claimed to have a 'family emergency'. In an angry rage, you told your boss your daughter has been left alone by your babysitter, and storm out the door without a reply. Your daughter was a first priority. It was too late to catch the bus, and your car was in the shop, so you had to power walk home. It would take you a half hour, but it had to be done.
You were too busy in thought to notice the figure step out behind you. Fallowing you. you were too busy mentally cursing your babysitter and rehearsing your angry speech you were going to give her the next time she shows her face to notice him get closer. You were too busy worrying about your child to react when he pulled you down the nearest alleyway and into the dark.
You tried to scream, but he clamped your mouth shut with his large hand, the other one forcing you against the nearest wall. You tried struggling, but you were weak. You were always too weak…. you looked up with fearful eyes to face your attacker. It was dark, but you could see a large figure pressing up against you, baring his teeth in an evil grin. Was this it? Were you going to die here? You started shedding tears at the thought of this man taking your life. Not because you were afraid to die. No, you didn't fear death. You'd welcome death with open arms if it wasn't for your child. Your child needed you, so you tried to stay strong, no matter how hard it was. You couldn't die here. You couldn't leave her behind like this.
"Aww, sweetheart~ no crying." The man said in a mocking tone. He chuckled deeply as his free hand skimmed down your sides, his eyes fallowing. You tried kicking him, but he was stepping on your toes to keep you still. You couldn't move. He grabbed onto the stomach of your sweater and pulled at it. It seemed to effortlessly tear away, ripping off your body. It left you in your bra, completely uncovered. You gasped and closed your eyes at the sudden exposure to the cold. He chuckled again, This time louder than before. "Really? No shirt underneath? You're makin this too easy, doll~" he ran his large hand over your breasts, squeezing them over the fabric, making you twitch uncomfortably. He pulled your breasts out of your bra, rubbing them and squeezing them harshly.
You tried your best to stay still. Maybe this was it. May he was just looking for a quickie, and he'd let you go. You hated to think that being raped was the best outcome. It was still an awful outcome, and would leave you scared mentally for life, but it was better than death. At least to you. You tried focusing on your daughter. Getting to run and see her when all this was over. Getting to hold her while you cry for the rest of the night. You thought about her warm smile and loving cuddles as the man ripped your pants off. You thought about her telling you about her weird dreams in the morning at breakfast as he pushed his hand past your underwear. You flinched and started to sob as he shoved a finger deep within you, but you tried your hardest to focus on her.
The man let go of your mouth in order to hold your hips, which gave you the opportunity to speak. "Please….. Please stop…." But to no avail. The man just let out another deep laugh as he forced himself onto you.
It was a long night of failure for Karamatsu. He lost so much money at Pachinko and he had barely anything to bring back home to show for it. He never realized it was this late until he glanced at his phone. "Shit…." He muttered, shoving the phone back into his pocket. He picked up his pace, trying to get home as quick as possible. His bothers would be asleep at this time, so he could slip in unnoticed if he was quick enough. He could just make up some sort of excuse for being so damned tired in the morning and-
"Please…. Please stop…." A desperate female voice rung out from the alleyway he had just past, followed by a man's laugh. He stopped in his tracks, his eyes growing wide with fear and shock. He debated on what to do. He couldn't possibly pretend he didn't hear anything. Deciding to investigate, he turned to the alley and peaked inside.
Nothing but dark. Cautiously, he crept his way into the alleyway, squinting his eyes in the dim light to try and focus on the pair of figures that appeared before him. No doubt about it. Before him was you, pinned half naked to the wall with your attacker assaulting your under region. Rage engulfed inside of him. The sight of a helpless woman in peril always made him this way, but this time, he could actually do something about it.
Before the man's mouth could come in contact with your nipple, he was punched at full force in the head, knocking him back and making him drop you. You took this opportunity to curl into a ball far away from Kara and the man. Karamatsu lunged forward, not letting the man register what just happened before he knocked him in the head a second time. This time, though, the man's head hit on the ground, knocking him unconscious.
After kicking the man in the stomach, Karamatsu turned to you. You were curled in a ball, sobbing in your hands. Karamatsu looked to you with a worried expression and slowly approached you. "…..ma'am….?"
You lifted your head up slowly to meet his gaze in the dim alley. He frowned, not finding any other words, so he looked around for your cloths. He found them, but since they were torn up, they wouldn't do much for you, so he decided to give you his cloths. Swiftly, he stared to take off his signature blue sweatshirt, making you flinch and gasp. He stopped once he realized what this might imply. "n-no, I um…. You look cold, and…your cloths are….unwearable…..so I was going to give you mine, instead."
You hesitated before nodding, giving him permission to give you his cloths. With that, he took off his sweatshirt and pants and gave them to you. He was now in his boxers and tank top that he wore under his shirt. To give you some privacy, he turned around as you changed. He took this opportunity to call the cops, telling them what happened and where you two were. Once the call was over, he took a seat next to you on the ground to wait.
It was quiet. You sat curled up, staring at the wall in front of you. You didn't know why this man was still here, nor why he helped you. Although, if it wasn't for him….this stranger….this man you never met…..you would be in hell right now. You couldn't even think about what would have happened if he didn't intervene. "…thank you….." you muttered, your voice a little horse from sobbing.
He looked at you with a cautious smile and laid a hand on your shoulder gingerly. "Don't thank me…." The alley grew quiet once again. You both just stared off as you waited for the police to come.
You decided to speak up. It was going to be a little while longer, so might as well try to keep your mind occupied by idle conversation. "…I'm (Y/N)….."
Karamatsu looked in your direction, searching your face for a moment before he spoke up as well. "I'm Karamatsu. …I wish…..we could have met on better circumstances…." He frowned, looking up to the small bit of sky visible above the two of you.
You joined him, looking up to the stars. You couldn't see many, but they were there. and they were bright and beautiful. "…..yeah….." is all you could muster up. What were you supposed to say? Of course you would have rather been in any other situation than this one. You would have rather meet him in the line for your funeral arrangements then meet like this. Any other situation was better than this.
Your thought was broke again by the man. "…..if….you don't mind me asking, um….. What were you doing out so late…..?"
You sighed, looking away from the sky. "…..my daughter….. I….I have a three year old daughter at home. She was…..supposed to be with my babysitter while I worked the night shift…..but she called and said she had to leave…..so my daughter is…..home alone right now…." You clutched your chest, closing your eyes tightly. You had to go. You couldn't stay here, waiting for the cops while your daughter was alone.
"Oh, you….have a daughter?"
You didn't answer him. You just nodded and stood up. "I need to go…. I need to go home."
Karamatsu looked at you worriedly, but he didn't protest. He just nodded understandably.
You didn't realize it, but your attacker was stirring.
You stood at the entrance to the ally and turned to face Karamatsu. You were about to say goodbye and a final thank you, when the man lunged from the ground, wielding a knife, and stabbed you in the stomach.
Everything slowed down. The world went blurry. Sounds became distant. As you fell to the ground, you saw Karamatsu stand up. You heard him shout your name. You heard distant sirens as you saw your attacker flee the scene. You hit the ground. Karamatsu rushed to your side and flipped you over on your back. You looked up to him, your vision blurring even more. You could barely hear as he screamed for you to stay with him and to not give up. You felt him press on your wound in attempt to keep you alive. Before your vision went dark, you hear the sirens stop outside of the alley. That was the last thing you heard before all of your senses became engulfed in darkness.