I know my chapters are pretty short sorry. I'm trying to make them longer.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Chapel of Love~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~Tristan's POV~
Tristan decided it was time to reunite with Rory after seeing her in the airport that afternoon. He was sitting the reading over his new case, the whole reason he was the in the first place. He had been hired by a casino to represent them in court against some kind of charges. Normally he wouldn't pick up cases like this but his father had said that it would be good decision to do this since this casino was a large wealthy one.
After she had walked into the coffee shop and placed her order he could hardly take his eyes off her. She was exactly as he remembered her. Her bright blue eyes seemed eyen brighter and she seemed less innocent in the way that she knew how cruel and bad the world could be. Yet she still shined with happiness.
He gathered his things and went to follow her. She walked pretty fast he'd give her that. He remembered how non-athletic she was back in Chilton.
It was then he realized that he wasn't the only one following her. A man with dirty clothes and hair only a few inches shorter than him was quickly trying to catch up with Rory. The guy quickened his pace and grabbed Rory's hand. Just then a group of people came out of a store blocking Rory and the guy from his line of vision.
~Rory's POV~
She quickly made her way back to the hotel. Her new found ability to speed walk had been perfected day after day of meetings and deadlines. However when she didn't have to be anywhere anytime soon she like to walk slower, especially when she was somewhere new. To night she decided to walk at lightning speed. She had a strange sensation of someone following her. And when she turned around to look there was that blonde guy again. She didn't notice the shabby looking older guy following quickly, right behind her. She thanked her lucky stars as a large crowd go in the blonde guys way. It was then she felt the hand grab her arm forcefully as it stared to pull her aside.
The large crowd of people that came out of a building right in front of him blocking his path seemed to just keep on growing. It seemed the more he tried to get around them the more they got in his way. He caught a glimpse of Rory and the strange guy seemed to be extremely close to her. Finally giving up trying to be nice he forcefully pushed his way through the crowd of people receiving a few "Hey watch where your going"s in return. He was free of the crowd just in time to see the strange looking guy pull Rory down a very narrow alley in between two slightly large buildings.
Rory tried to scream but a hand quickly covered her mouth preventing her to do so. She was scarred. Who was she kidding she was terrified. She was being dragged further into the dark alley, she couldn't scream, and she was pretty sure that nobody had seen this guy grab her. She was done for, she was sure. HE would rob her or whatever he intended to do with her then leave her there to die. She was pretty sure of that too.
Suddenly she heard someone yelling the name Mary, and for a split second she had hope that that person was calling out to her, but then she realized that her name wasn't Mary.
He called out to her in hopes of the guy letting her go. Realizing why he used her real name instead. "Rory!" He ran the short distance to the alley and realized they weren't there. Then he heard what sounded like a muffled scream. He looked around for something to use as a weapon of some sort and found a metal pipe as long as his arm. He quickly and quietly made his way down the alley and paused when he heard the stranger speak.
"Hey honey, it's ok. It's just time for a little fun. You shouldn't fight what was meant to be."
He grabbed her and forced her onto the floor. She tried to struggle to get free, but it was no use, he was way too strong. He momentarily let go of her mouth and she yelled, "Get off-…" and the hand was back in place over her mouth. He was pulling on her pants, she could tell. And suddenly he stopped and landed on top of her pinning her to the floor. She struggled to get him off. The man was quickly pulled off of her and she was picked up and gathered up in someone's warm embrace.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you…" she continued to thank her saviour until her words were jumbled together and the only sounds were her sobs and the saviour's constant "sshhh, it'll be ok now".
As he grabbed her purse and started to lead her out of the alley she realized she had no idea who her saviour could be. She looked up and saw the blonde guy. A blonde guy who looked extremely familiar.
Feeling her eyes on him, he looked down at her and smiled. She looked like she recognized him but didn't know where from. That's when he decided to make himself completely known. In a quiet voice he said, "Hi, Mary".
