Hi, guys! Some of you may remember this story from before, but I decided I didn't like how it was and I've decided to rewrite it! Enjoy!

Preface:

It was cold, as it usually is in the beginning of January; everyone is getting ready to back to school. The hustle and bustle of London is back with children and parents getting supplies for the rest of the academic year. It was a day like this when no one would notice the unthinkable happening…

Around four o'clock in the evening, a young girl with light blonde hair stepped off the bus, thanking the driver on her way. She had a thick, black coat on, shielding her from the harsh winds that blew like an angry whisper. Underneath the coat, she wore dark, denim jeans that clung to her like a second skin, with a T-shirt on the top half. She'd been at the library all day, researching a project for sixth form, so she had wanted to be comfortable.

As she pushed herself through the busy street, she wondered why she didn't agree to let her parents pick up from the library. It hadn't seemed like such a bad idea to walk from the bus stop this morning, she didn't think it would get so dark so early in the evening. But today, today seemed unusually dark, even for the beginning of January. It was so dark that if you were looking at the girl, you wouldn't be able to make out who she was. All you could see was the shape of her body and the outline of the stack of books she carried.

The dark was making her uneasy, and every so often, she'd look behind her as she walked as fast as she could of the icy pavement. She was too busy paying attention to whatever she thought was behind her to notice she was about to walk past a man skulking in a darken alleyway.

Skulking in the alleyway was what he had been doing for the past several days, he had been waiting. He was waiting for the girl that had been in the library all day, waiting for the girl that had teased him by walking past his office everyday as she visited her mother. Today was the day, the day that she'd become his. He had managed to leave the office early, to make it to this spot, the spot he knew she'd be at, at exactly four o'clock.

This was it.

Before she knew it, she'd been grabbed around her left arm and yanked into the darkened alleyway. The books she'd been carrying flew everywhere, landing in different directions. The deluded man dragged her further into the alleyway, not wanting to be disturbed, but as he dragged the young girl further in, she kicked and tried to push him off. Having had enough of her fighting, he pushed her against the brick wall, banging her head against it.

Looking at her attacker, the girl quickly noted how well dressed he was: he was wearing a suit which was in immaculate condition, tailored to fit his form. There wasn't a hair out of place on his head, her was cleanly shaven and looked like he belonged in one of the celebrity gossip magazines - not in a dirty alleyway.

Then, all of a sudden, he had to fight off her legs flying at him, her hands coming up to his eyes, and her mouth opening as she tried to scream. But he was too quick. He had everything planned to the last detail and this was included in it.

Pulling out a knife, he held it against her throat. He hadn't wanted to do this, but he had to. She had to be his.

Bending his head to her ear, he whispered, 'You're going to be quiet now, sweetie, or I will hurt you. And we don't want that, do we?'

Carefully, she tried to shake her head to answer him, trying to look anywhere but his black eyes. He still hadn't moved the knife away from her throat, when he demanded she pull up her skirt and get out of her knickers. Once she had done as she was told, he commanded her to unzip his trousers…

So, what did you guys think?