A Flower in the Fire
Hey, maybe you've read my first story, and sorry, I don't think there will be an end to it; I'm not sure on how to end it. But, the good news is, you have this story, and I have big plans for it!
Meggie sat up in her bed. What a night. She had been with her friends as an after-graduating-party, and things had gotten wild. She rubbed her eyes and glanced at her alarm clock. It read half past one! She couldn't believe it! She had never slept in this late ever!
The now eighteen year old girl slipped on some jeans and rushed downstairs. No one was home. There was a note on the refrigerator that read, "Sorry sweetie, I wish I could have been there for you to wake up, but the books in the market aren't going to fix themselves! Resa went to work and Dustfinger is at the fair performing if you need him, but you can call either one of us if you need us. Love you! –Mo"
Yes. Finally alone as her graduated self, free to do whatever came to her. She decided to go for a walk, since for once it wasn't hot as a desert outside and the sun was hidden by only a few clouds. Meggie grabbed her jumper and walked out of her Great aunt's marvelous mansion.
She was finally getting in town after only a few miles of walking down the road from her house. Cars were racing up and down the road but she wanted to meet her friend Claire on the other side of town. She took a narrow alley, even though it wouldn't have been the fastest route but at the time it was the only one, and fastened up her purse.
She was always scared of back alleys, because of all of the movies she had watched through her teen years. She got distracted about her thoughts, and someone came up behind her and covered her mouth. She tried to scream, but nothing came out. She tried running, as hard as she could, but three other guys came and held her still.
A dark man with bright hair came up to her, and pulled out a knife. "Well hello Meggie, remember me? From when you were imprisoned in Capricorns village? Look boys, she's scared." He held the knife up to her throat.
She stopped struggling; she knew if she tried to get away they would kill her on the spot, for she wasn't born yesterday.
Cockerell! That's who it was! His fiery red hair seemed oddly familiar. The four men brought her to the ground and unzipped her jeans. They pulled them down and Cockerell pulled his trousers off as well. They pulled off the panties, and he got rid of his. He entered her slowly, sped up. She couldn't help but scream, he took her virginity, and dear God it hurt! He was gaining speed as the walls of the alley went ablaze. Meggie screamed "Dustfinger!" as she knew who came to save her. All of the men stood up to see who had sparked their fear, quite literally actually, and as they did so she took her clothes and put them back on.