Chapter 1-The First Encounter
Be strong…
Be strong…
Somebody wake me from this nightmare…
She sat in the dimly lit room, her knees tucked under her chin. She was rocking back and forth, a beer bottle in one hand, a razor in the other. She didn't know why she had the razor. It wouldn't help her the way she needed now. She could take her life…
But she'd tried that.
Looking at the faint half-moon scars that covered her arms, she promised herself she wouldn't go back there. But that could all change after tonight…
The door broke open. The sadistic bastard who had haunted her and destroyed her life stood there, heavily breathing. "Oh honey? I'm home!" He started laughing. She screamed, and threw he bottle at his head. It connected, but it didn't stop him, even as the blood ran profusely from his head. "You can't stop me," he rasped. He came towards her. She slashed the razor across his arm. He screamed in agony, holding his arm. She didn't miss a beat, and she ran out of the room.
Down the hall, she found the elevator and pressed the button frantically. "Come on, come on, come on!" She whined. He came out of the room, blood running down his arm. "Now you've just pissed me off!" He shouted. She looked at him, pressed the button again, and then ran. She looked back at him, and then felt a fire in her face, as if she had run into a wall. She held her face, and then looked up to see what had hit her. She saw a dark blond man with blue eyes. "Miss, are you alright?" he asked. A door opened. "John, where ya goin'?" A dark haired, blue eyed man appeared, referring to the other. "Please, don't let him get me!" the girl cried. "Look, I don't-" The first man stopped, seeing the attacker coming down the hallway. "Glenn? What're you-" The monster pushed him out of the way, sending him headfirst into the wall. The girl stared down at her would-be protector, then back up at the attacker. He grabbed her by the neck and slammed her against the wall, choking her. "I'm gonna enjoy this", he said, starting that laugh. Just then, the second young man knocked him into the side of the wall, releasing the girl, who collapsed on the floor, gasping for air. The man named John had managed to get up, and started beating the man named Glenn with a chair, then picked him up, and dropped him into a chair. He was finally unconscious, blood matting his face. "Randy, you aight, man?" John asked the young man. "Yeah, but where's…" His eyes wandered over to the wall where the young woman lay. They ran to her. "Miss, can you hear me? It's gon' be aight, we callin an ambulance right now, ok? So hold on. Randy…" Randy looked to him, nodded his head and pulled out his cell. The young woman coughed. She grabbed for John's shirt. He leaned forward. "Please…call my father", she rasped. "Shawn." "Shawn? Shawn who?" "M-M-M," she hesitated. "It's ok, take your time", Randy encouraged.
"M-Michaels…"
And with that, she passed out, leaving the two men staring at each other in shock.