Ch7-Beautiful
She knew Riddick would be at the apartment; She stalled outside the door and paced around nervously. She ignored the catcalls that men gave her as they passed by. "Okay" She said and slowly opened the door slowly. "Riddick?" She asked, no response. The room was dark and still, everything seemed normal to her, but she couldn't shake the feeling that was coming over her.
He was sitting in a chair, he had heard Jack even before she came into the building. "Hello Jack" He said deeply. Jack jumped and spun around like a scared rabbit under a gun. Jack began to fidget, but he didn't pay attention to her clothes, his eyes were intense on her face and she was uncomfortable. 'Where have you been Jack?" He asked, his voice was different, it had an edge on it that frightened her. "Just out" She said softly looking down at the floor. "Out where?" Riddick asked harshly. "I went for a walk. Riddick what's wrong with you?" She asked coming out of the shadows. "MY problem is that you're dressing like some little low price whore"
Jack's body jerked and tears welled in her eyes and she tried to be strong. "You're drunk" Jack said looking at the empty beer cans that littered his feet. Riddick threw his head back and laughed darkly. "You really think so huh?" He stood up and his dark shadow loomed over her. He took a step towards her and stumbled a little. Jack wanted to stand her ground, but the alarm bells were going wild in her head and she began to feel trapped.
He took another step and stumbled again. "Riddick stop it, you're scaring me" Jack whimpered. "Oh I'm scaring you am I? Well maybe I should teach you a lesson" He tried to lunge for her but she dodged out of the way and he landed on the floor with a painful thud. Jack tried to run off but he grabbed her ankle so hard she thought it would break and dragged her down on him.
Jack tried to scream but he covered her mouth with his wide hands and she was having trouble breathing with his weight on her chest. He ripped at the material with his rough hands and she began to cry. She tried to struggle but he was stronger then her and she knew it was useless.
Her skin was scratched and red from his hands and teeth as he nipped at her skin. He was laughing evilly as she cried and tried to get away from him, he found it all terribly funny. She tried kicking him, but he was still quick, even when he was drunk.
He gripped her hands above her head as he took off his pants and plunged into her. He threw his head back and sighed as he emptied himself in her. She was sobbing now, sore and bleeding. He stood up and stumbled over to the couch, still half naked, fell onto the couch and was asleep in a minute.
Jack curled into the fetal position and tried to find something for her to cover herself with. Only finding the scraps of the dress. She let the tears run down her face in a hot salty river mixed with some blood from the scratches on her face.
"It wasn't supposed to be like this, not with you" She said softly. "It was supposed to be sweet, slow, romantic with candle light and sweet words, I can't..I can't" She couldn't continue talking to herself, her vision began to blur and her insides twisted in painful spasms, her body felt uncontrollably cold, then a burst of heat rushed over her before her world went black.
She knew Riddick would be at the apartment; She stalled outside the door and paced around nervously. She ignored the catcalls that men gave her as they passed by. "Okay" She said and slowly opened the door slowly. "Riddick?" She asked, no response. The room was dark and still, everything seemed normal to her, but she couldn't shake the feeling that was coming over her.
He was sitting in a chair, he had heard Jack even before she came into the building. "Hello Jack" He said deeply. Jack jumped and spun around like a scared rabbit under a gun. Jack began to fidget, but he didn't pay attention to her clothes, his eyes were intense on her face and she was uncomfortable. 'Where have you been Jack?" He asked, his voice was different, it had an edge on it that frightened her. "Just out" She said softly looking down at the floor. "Out where?" Riddick asked harshly. "I went for a walk. Riddick what's wrong with you?" She asked coming out of the shadows. "MY problem is that you're dressing like some little low price whore"
Jack's body jerked and tears welled in her eyes and she tried to be strong. "You're drunk" Jack said looking at the empty beer cans that littered his feet. Riddick threw his head back and laughed darkly. "You really think so huh?" He stood up and his dark shadow loomed over her. He took a step towards her and stumbled a little. Jack wanted to stand her ground, but the alarm bells were going wild in her head and she began to feel trapped.
He took another step and stumbled again. "Riddick stop it, you're scaring me" Jack whimpered. "Oh I'm scaring you am I? Well maybe I should teach you a lesson" He tried to lunge for her but she dodged out of the way and he landed on the floor with a painful thud. Jack tried to run off but he grabbed her ankle so hard she thought it would break and dragged her down on him.
Jack tried to scream but he covered her mouth with his wide hands and she was having trouble breathing with his weight on her chest. He ripped at the material with his rough hands and she began to cry. She tried to struggle but he was stronger then her and she knew it was useless.
Her skin was scratched and red from his hands and teeth as he nipped at her skin. He was laughing evilly as she cried and tried to get away from him, he found it all terribly funny. She tried kicking him, but he was still quick, even when he was drunk.
He gripped her hands above her head as he took off his pants and plunged into her. He threw his head back and sighed as he emptied himself in her. She was sobbing now, sore and bleeding. He stood up and stumbled over to the couch, still half naked, fell onto the couch and was asleep in a minute.
Jack curled into the fetal position and tried to find something for her to cover herself with. Only finding the scraps of the dress. She let the tears run down her face in a hot salty river mixed with some blood from the scratches on her face.
"It wasn't supposed to be like this, not with you" She said softly. "It was supposed to be sweet, slow, romantic with candle light and sweet words, I can't..I can't" She couldn't continue talking to herself, her vision began to blur and her insides twisted in painful spasms, her body felt uncontrollably cold, then a burst of heat rushed over her before her world went black.
