Summer's POV:
My face and body was sore all over. There was blood everywhere, my blood. Andrew smirked at me and slapped me once again. I was too weak to fight back. Even if I was strong enough, I couldn't. The handcuffs had blocked my powers. I was rendered powerless. I coughed up some blood.
"Now, sweet Summer, how many times am I gonna have to ask you to help me? All you have to do is set me free. Then I'll leave you alone." He said in a mocking voice.
"You faked the recording, didn't you?" I said with disgust. Manfred hadn't said any of that stuff on the tape. It was all a lie. Manfred wasn't using me, he loved me…I think.
"Well done!" He started clapping sarcastically.
"Manfred didn't say any of that. He'll come save me, just you wait." How I hoped that was true.
"Hmm…I could tell why he fell for you…" He smiled and stroked my cheek, making me flinch and pull back instantly.
"Get off me." I said. Andrew…or Dallas…laughed. He had told me everything when I woke up after being knocked out. Why do bad guys always explain everything to you afterwards? What was the point? Not that I was complaining or anything. At least I knew what was going on.
"So free me."
"I will never free you!" I screamed, trying to wriggle free from the pole and handcuffs I was tied to. I had barely any strength left, but I tried. I kicked and screamed. He slapped me again, and I whimpered, laying still. I couldn't fight back anymore. I was too weak.
He held my waist down and stared into my eyes. Suddenly his expression turned fierce as he ripped my top off, with hardly any strength used.
"No." I whimpered, trying to squirm away as his hands came closer and closer to my skirt. He pulled that off as well. I screamed, but he just hit me until I was quiet. I was vaguely aware of what was happening. I wanted to fight back, but I couldn't. I cried a little, scared of what was gong to happen. I knew exactly how this would play out, and I couldn't do anything to stop it.
The minutes ticked, and suddenly I didn't think Manfred was going to save me from this hell. It seemed to last for hours, but I knew he was only just getting started. I began to lose consciousness a little. I closed my eyes and relied on my ears.
I was aware of a fierce whooshing sound flying past Andrew's head. I didn't bother opening my eyes to see who it was. I was still sobbing uncontrollably. Another whooshing sound went past, and I opened my eyes. I saw Andrew looking annoyed and zip up his trousers. I lay on the floor, unable to move from the pain. I realised the thing that flew past his head was a fireball. I looked towards where it was coming from, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw who it was.
Manfred.
I knew he'd come and save me. He flung another fireball at Andrew and it hit him, knocking him back a bit on the floor. Manfred looked at me and caught my eye. At first he looked pained and angry, then he blushed with embarrassment as he tried not to look at my naked self. He looked away, and back to Andrew, who was getting up, recovered from his previous blow. Manfred was about to throw another fireball when I stopped him.
"NO! Andrew's still there, he's just possessed, you can't kill him!" I screamed.
"Summer, he's already dead." Manfred replied.
"What?" I asked, feeling confused and left behind on vital information.
"His spirit is gone. It's only Dallas in there." He yelled as he dodged Dallas's lightening zaps.
Andrew was dead. He was gone. I didn't really understand, but I trusted Manfred, so I went along with it. I felt myself slipping away again, and I guess Manfred noticed too.
"Summer! Wake up! I need you. You're the only one who can defeat him. You need to fight him, use your strength to fight him!"
"I can't." I whispered and was amazed that he heard that.
"Yes you can. You're the most powerful and strong person I know!"
I smiled a bit, but it hurt. I tried to sit up against the pole. I watched the fight scene for a few minutes, gathering up my strength. Dallas shot a lightening bolt at me. It missed me by a lot. He shot another one at me, one more powerful, and it missed again. His intention wasn't to kill me, but to scare me. He couldn't kill me, he needed me. I remembered what Dallas had just done to me and became angry. I waved my hand fiercely. Soon a strong breeze circled Dallas, distracting him. I waved my hands again, this time creating a wall of fire, which engulfed him. He didn't burn, but he was dead. Dallas's spirit rose from the body and hovered in the air for a few minutes before making a dash for Manfred. I realised Dallas's spirit was going to try and possess Manfred. I wondered why he hadn't just possessed me and freed him himself using me.
I combined all my powers, earth, air, fir and water, gathering it up. I threw it at the spirit just in time. Water, fire and earth circled the spirit, accompanied by air. It crushed the spirit until there was nothing more. I waited a few seconds. Nothing happened. He was gone. I felt bad. Andrew lost his life because of all this stuff with Dallas. I wished I could've saved him. I started to sob. Manfred ran over to me and used his firepower to break the handcuffs off. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around my body. He took me into his lap and cradled me, sobbing a bit himself. He blamed himself. I could tell.
"I love you." I whispered.
I closed my eyes and drifted away into my own paradise.
That was actually very disturbing :/
LOL Reviewww please, and yes btw I have replaced this chapter (this is the new version) , I just cut out the disturbing ish parts so younger readers might feel more comfortable reading it. AAAnd, I finally finished my history essay *claps*
Have I mention Mr Cannon from 90210 is particularly quite sexaaaay?