*This story contains dark themes. If you cannot handle such things please do not read this.
-Character copyrights reserved to Stephanie Meyer
The hungered look in his eyes made my blood run cold and my heart stop. His steady eyes swept over the length of me, a hunter stalking his prey. I wanted to run, to escape my vicious captor, however my feet were all but rooted to were I stood. I had attempted to cry out but my voice wouldn't work through my panic.
He sauntered toward me in slow measured steps, looking momentarily like a lover rather than the vile person I knew he was. I thought about what he told me when we drove here, recalled all the horrible things he said he'd do. I saw the sly smirk on his face as the tears began to roll down my cheeks and it made me even more afraid of what was to come.
Within mere seconds he was next to me, circling me, and trailing his fingers over any exposed flesh he found making my skin crawl. I pulled through my panic and shrieked as I tried to run away from him, getting only a few feet away before I felt him fist my hair and pull me back to him. He growled something in my ear before throwing me to the ground, my head bouncing off the concrete floor. My vision blurred and my ears rang, my limbs felt to heavy to lift.
I felt him lower himself over me, his rough hands stripping me of my clothing, and only then did I realize he was already undressed. It was then that he began to violate my body, using me as nothing more than a receptacle for his own pleasure. His breath was hot and damp on my cheek, his nails bit into my flesh and all I could do was whimper as I was filled with disgust and pain.
Time almost seemed to slow as it continued. Seconds turning to minutes, followed by hours, and I was sure it wouldn't be over anytime soon. But just as I resolved myself to thinking that I heard a loud bang followed by the sounds of footsteps entering the room. Suddenly I didn't feel the monsters weight on me anymore. A mans voice cut through the rest of the buzz in the room, issuing commands as rushed through the room. I felt the man lift me, cradling me to his chest as took me from the room.
As soon as we cleared the building a blanket was thrown atop my naked, shivering body. Sirens blarred all around and more people now surrounded me and my savior. I was placed on something flat and cool and loaded into the back of a vehicle I then recognized as an ambulance. The man who carried me out climbed in behind me, speaking briefly to the paramedics before turning his focus back on me.
"Ms. Swan, my name is Jasper Hale. Everything will be alright now."
Those were the last words I heard before everything went black.
-Sorry for the long wait on anything new, been aweful busy. I know this isn't my usual stuff but i thought this would make for a good story. I promise this is the last of any of those details you'll hear in the story and i tried to keep it as clean as i could.
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