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Chapter 1

Abby's POV

I came out of the bar and started looking for a cab. I knew Dylan'd be lurking around soon so I kept my guard up. Ever since I broke up with him Dylan has been getting his revenge and hurting me. Even more than he did when we were together. It was plain hell.

Anyways, I was still looking when someone grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into an empty alleyway. I looked up at the face.

"You've got to be kidding me," I mumbled.

"I've been looking for you Abby," Dylan growled.

"Let me go Dylan," I glared at him.

"You think you can leave me in the middle of the mess you made and just get away with it?"

"And now you know what I'm capable of so let me go."

"I'm not scared of you," Dylan smirked.

"Oh please," I rolled my eyes. "I had you trained like a little puppy dog."

Dylan pulled out a knife. "Karma's a bitch and so are you."

I laughed. "You don't have the nerve to stab me."

Dylan was in deep thought. "Actually, I have a better idea."

He threw the knife to the side and I thought he was gonna just let me go like that. But then he punched me in the face. I went to fight back but he grabbed my wrists and pushed me onto the ground. I looked up in fear as he jumped on top of me.

"HELP!" I screamed. "SOMEONE, PLEASE HELP!"

Dylan covered my mouth with his hand and leaned his body on mine. I felt him against my thigh. He began to grind himself against me and I whimpered.

After what seemed like forever he got off of me. I was frozen to the ground, I couldn't move.

"Have a nice night," Dylan smirked.

He walked out. I laid there for about five minutes, afraid to move. Finally when I tried to get up, I realized how much it would hurt to do that. I finally just ignored the pain and grabbed onto a nearby pole for help. I pulled out my phone and called the only person I could think of.

"Hey Abby!" Soon I heard the voice of one of my childhood friends, James Diamond.

"J-James," I said shakily. "I need help."

"What's wrong?" he sounded worried.

"I c...can't..." I looked up slowly. "Doheny Street."

Then I blacked out, James's panicked voice calling my name, the last thing I heard.

James's POV

I drove as fast as I could to the street. It was pretty hard avoiding the cops too. I finally got to the location and got out of my car. I ran over and my eyes widened at what I saw. My best friend...the band's best friend was lying on the ground blood dripping down her body. Her clothes were disheveled and she looked just terrible. I knelt down next to her.

"Abby?" I said tentatively.

She looked up at me. I picked her up bridal style and took her to my car.

Author's Note: So what do you guys think? I know it's short and sucky, but it's just a little intro to what's going on after. The next chapter will be better! Promise!