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Red and blood shot eyes turned to the left first then to the right at the unidentified noise that came from behind her. A small noise that seemed harmless yet was strong enough to grab her miserable self from the hold her thoughts had on her. She had stopped crying quite a long time ago. Jess just simply stopped as though she decided that she no longer had the energy for it, and instead thought things she would have never thought she'd hear herself think.
But glancing back for the source of the noise left her empty handed. And panic suddenly arose in her as she looked at her watch and realized in amazement that it was now way past eleven O'clock. And that home was a distance memory of almost two hours ago...
'Oh god...'
Jess broke out into a dead run as she had done only hours ago but by the time she reached the end of the dock realized that it wouldn't make the slightest difference anyway. She would already be grounded for the rest of her life. So she figured she might as well enjoy the last night at The Hrybed Harbor she would ever get for a very long time. And as she slowly walked through the small but lovely little park where Lizzy often still played she actually hated herself. And not the type of hate where you embarrass yourself in front of friends but they forget it the next day type of situation. It was the worst type of hate available: self-loathing. Why did she run away like that? She and her father had had similar arguments before, why did it have to be this one that drove her to do something stupid. She suddenly had a clear picture in her head of her father sobering up a bit and realizing what he had said to her and feeling the same regret, her mother calling the police and every friend she ever thought I had. And the housekeeper Celia, tucking Liz into bed because I wasn't there to do it... telling her everything is going to be OK... even though no one knows for sure...
(Yeah, you guessed it) she began running home again.
After exiting the barriers of the area and heading out on to the main road. Jess heard the familiar sound that her ears had detected before yet had not comprehend as anything but wind. Yet she slowed down to a walking pace and realized now that she really was in a bad area to be at that time of night. Although her home and others surrounding it were quite large and glamorous the neighborhood nearby was far from it. And as Jess crossed what she thought was a homeless person sleeping on a urine smelling mattress, she sincerely began regretting running away on such rash terms.
It was only a few moments later when she heard the faint sound of footsteps behind her. Her heart began to race even faster at the sound, and a thick feeling that something bad was going to happen started to gain up on her.
From what she could tell there was at least six people walking behind her. And she presumed they were men, as to the voices. Jess figured she was being paranoid yet decided to quicken her pace nevertheless.
"Hey baby where you going?" called one of the men behind her only now they were more like right on her side. And she chose not to answer the question and pretend she didn't hear it.
'only a few more blocks home...' she called desperately in her mind.
"I said where are you going?!" the same one barked as he grabbed she shoulder making her stop, yet she kept her head down and her mouth shut. As she attempted to shrug of the harassers hand but to no avail he kept his grip tight.
"Looks like we got a snob here, man!" said the shorter one in the back of the group.
"yeah, what's up with that? she thinks she too good to talk to us I bet!" Retorted another next to his accomplices
"really?" said the guy with her arm.
"Maybe we just have to teach her a lesson." he said grabbing now with his free hand the bottom of her dress. The other men laughed at this but it was then that Jess raised her head and finally spoke up.
"Back off creep!" she yelled hoping someone would hear. She struggled to get away as the men laughed but they only came closer to her and began touching her hair and sniffing her neck. Jess could smell the beer on all of them.
As an intense fear ran through her, she knew what there intentions were and knew she had to get away.
And with one quick kick those two-inch heels (as they finally came in handy) she kicked the man holding her arm swiftly in his face. The others were clearly surprised at this action and didn't know what to do as she began to run away.
"Get that bitch!" Said the man with the now bleeding nose.
Jess ran as fast as she possibly could through one street then another, she actually almost see her neighbor's house as she approached it but the five other men with the sixth trailing behind had caught up with her. They began laughing, as the leader took his hand off his nose and slapped her across the face with such force Jess thought her eye would pop out.
The other men who had been holding her let her fall bleakly and tried to kick her. But for some reason they stopped.
Jess lied there with such dizziness she could not even rise. Yet the men were the ones screaming. Babbling things like:
"we-e didn't mean to man, we were just playing..."
And
"I'm sorry! Then a soft sound thud like he himself had hit the ground. She recognized that voice as the man who had punched her.
The intense pain that rattled through Jess's head was undesirable yet when she turned her head to see what had mad the men disappear there was nothing but the strongest sent of brimstone.
It was so strong that Jess actually coughed under it, yet she still saw no one. As she attempted to get up however...
she was lying on the pavement with blood in her eye and therefore thought it had to be a mistake...
But it certainly looked like a blue man??!
Her attempts to get up failed as when she lifted her head, the heaviest weight of tiredness fell under her.
And then everything went black.
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He couldn't just leave her there could he? She seemed so helpless as she lied there on the ground, and through the darkness Kurt had yet to tell if she was OK or not. He approached with caution as to not to scare her more than he was sure he already had. But when he looked over at her still form he realized that she was indeed unconscious as her still features reveled. And Kurt couldn't help but stare at the lovely creature for a moment longer than he should have... But her beauty was simply too amazing for him to really do anything else.
Despite her disheveled hair, and swollen cheek she was simply beautiful, with a slim waste, toned legs, skin that seemed to be made of cream and golden blond hair she really was quite lovely. Kurt hadn't realized this as he saw her running down the street from those men he had seen harassing women more than often. But he knew now that he had to keep his wits about him, she truly didn't look like she lived in the neighborhood with her blue gown that seemed to make her figure more radiant and noticeable. Yet as she was walking down the street she seemed full of confidence and respectfulness. Which meant she probably lived in the classier neighborhood just down the street...
Luckily no one was around as Kurt kneeled down to Jess to check her cut and small bruise that was forming on her face. He realized that it was bleeding more than it should have been, and for some reason he couldn't describe he felt a deep obligation to help this girl sense he hadn't arrived at the scene earlier.
He waited a few more moments but still she didn't stir, he could tell from the very expensive watch on her small wrist that it was just past midnight, so there was no way he could just leave her there unattended 'Those guys might come back... or worse' he thought as he lifted her up as gently as he could and began to make the journey back to a place where he knew he could keep her safe.
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A beautifully colored window greeted Jess as she awoke a few hours later. And outside the window a small arrangement of pink and purple clouds shredded the night sky as the sun began to gracefully make it's return to the sky that held it. The air was crisp but from what she could tell a soft and rumpled blanket had been wrapped around her and for the slightest moment she felt: safe.
But then the events from the previous night came over her.
Jess's mind screamed with pain as she attempted to sit herself up, and despite her terrible headache which she later ruled as a conclusion she somehow managed to get up anyway. From the light provided for her by the brightest star she could see that no one was around and after a brief moment her panic began to speed up.
'Oh god! Where I am? What happened last night? Did those guys take me some where and...' but her last thoughts were cut off as she realized with her distorted vision that she was in a church?
'This can't be right...' she thought her heart racing faster.
'I have to get out of here...' She got up from the kneeling position and made an attempt to reach the door but much to her inconvenience her legs gave out from under her. And as a result she let out a very painful scream, and when her sore eyes looked down she noticed just how bruised and swollen her knees were probably from the kicking, running, and fall that her attackers had inflicted on her.
But that didn't matter now it was clearly morning and her family must be terrified with worry. So Jess made it as quietly as she could without flinching in pain or screaming as to not awake her attackers. All that mattered was getting out of there and getting home.
As she reached the door however, it was brutally jammed and clearly was not going to open any time soon, as it was covered with rusted hinges as the such but Jess pulled as hard as she could yet it didn't open...
"It's locked from the outside." said a voice in the dark rafters.
The terror that crumbled through Jess was unbelievable painful to her soul as she quivered in fear at the voice.
"You'll have to go out through the back, although I don't recommend that you go now. Your concision is a great one and your legs must be in a great amount of pain as well..."
The voice grew silent and the only thing Jess could now here was the sound of her own heartbeat in her ears.
"Please don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you..." said the voice but it was now turning into a faint whisper as though it itself was afraid.
"What do you want?" Jess managed to get out. Although she doubted that person in the rafters could hear that since she wasn't so sure she could hear it herself.
The voice didn't answer and Jess began to wonder if she really was losing her mind.
She took no time at the hesitation and fled past the pews of the small church and finally found a back door with broken windows and it's walk way covered in weeds.
As the sun was coming up that day, two people both very much afraid and nervous found each other. One was home while the other made the painful journey back to her own home.
While both were so different, they were both very much the same...
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Red and blood shot eyes turned to the left first then to the right at the unidentified noise that came from behind her. A small noise that seemed harmless yet was strong enough to grab her miserable self from the hold her thoughts had on her. She had stopped crying quite a long time ago. Jess just simply stopped as though she decided that she no longer had the energy for it, and instead thought things she would have never thought she'd hear herself think.
But glancing back for the source of the noise left her empty handed. And panic suddenly arose in her as she looked at her watch and realized in amazement that it was now way past eleven O'clock. And that home was a distance memory of almost two hours ago...
'Oh god...'
Jess broke out into a dead run as she had done only hours ago but by the time she reached the end of the dock realized that it wouldn't make the slightest difference anyway. She would already be grounded for the rest of her life. So she figured she might as well enjoy the last night at The Hrybed Harbor she would ever get for a very long time. And as she slowly walked through the small but lovely little park where Lizzy often still played she actually hated herself. And not the type of hate where you embarrass yourself in front of friends but they forget it the next day type of situation. It was the worst type of hate available: self-loathing. Why did she run away like that? She and her father had had similar arguments before, why did it have to be this one that drove her to do something stupid. She suddenly had a clear picture in her head of her father sobering up a bit and realizing what he had said to her and feeling the same regret, her mother calling the police and every friend she ever thought I had. And the housekeeper Celia, tucking Liz into bed because I wasn't there to do it... telling her everything is going to be OK... even though no one knows for sure...
(Yeah, you guessed it) she began running home again.
After exiting the barriers of the area and heading out on to the main road. Jess heard the familiar sound that her ears had detected before yet had not comprehend as anything but wind. Yet she slowed down to a walking pace and realized now that she really was in a bad area to be at that time of night. Although her home and others surrounding it were quite large and glamorous the neighborhood nearby was far from it. And as Jess crossed what she thought was a homeless person sleeping on a urine smelling mattress, she sincerely began regretting running away on such rash terms.
It was only a few moments later when she heard the faint sound of footsteps behind her. Her heart began to race even faster at the sound, and a thick feeling that something bad was going to happen started to gain up on her.
From what she could tell there was at least six people walking behind her. And she presumed they were men, as to the voices. Jess figured she was being paranoid yet decided to quicken her pace nevertheless.
"Hey baby where you going?" called one of the men behind her only now they were more like right on her side. And she chose not to answer the question and pretend she didn't hear it.
'only a few more blocks home...' she called desperately in her mind.
"I said where are you going?!" the same one barked as he grabbed she shoulder making her stop, yet she kept her head down and her mouth shut. As she attempted to shrug of the harassers hand but to no avail he kept his grip tight.
"Looks like we got a snob here, man!" said the shorter one in the back of the group.
"yeah, what's up with that? she thinks she too good to talk to us I bet!" Retorted another next to his accomplices
"really?" said the guy with her arm.
"Maybe we just have to teach her a lesson." he said grabbing now with his free hand the bottom of her dress. The other men laughed at this but it was then that Jess raised her head and finally spoke up.
"Back off creep!" she yelled hoping someone would hear. She struggled to get away as the men laughed but they only came closer to her and began touching her hair and sniffing her neck. Jess could smell the beer on all of them.
As an intense fear ran through her, she knew what there intentions were and knew she had to get away.
And with one quick kick those two-inch heels (as they finally came in handy) she kicked the man holding her arm swiftly in his face. The others were clearly surprised at this action and didn't know what to do as she began to run away.
"Get that bitch!" Said the man with the now bleeding nose.
Jess ran as fast as she possibly could through one street then another, she actually almost see her neighbor's house as she approached it but the five other men with the sixth trailing behind had caught up with her. They began laughing, as the leader took his hand off his nose and slapped her across the face with such force Jess thought her eye would pop out.
The other men who had been holding her let her fall bleakly and tried to kick her. But for some reason they stopped.
Jess lied there with such dizziness she could not even rise. Yet the men were the ones screaming. Babbling things like:
"we-e didn't mean to man, we were just playing..."
And
"I'm sorry! Then a soft sound thud like he himself had hit the ground. She recognized that voice as the man who had punched her.
The intense pain that rattled through Jess's head was undesirable yet when she turned her head to see what had mad the men disappear there was nothing but the strongest sent of brimstone.
It was so strong that Jess actually coughed under it, yet she still saw no one. As she attempted to get up however...
she was lying on the pavement with blood in her eye and therefore thought it had to be a mistake...
But it certainly looked like a blue man??!
Her attempts to get up failed as when she lifted her head, the heaviest weight of tiredness fell under her.
And then everything went black.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
He couldn't just leave her there could he? She seemed so helpless as she lied there on the ground, and through the darkness Kurt had yet to tell if she was OK or not. He approached with caution as to not to scare her more than he was sure he already had. But when he looked over at her still form he realized that she was indeed unconscious as her still features reveled. And Kurt couldn't help but stare at the lovely creature for a moment longer than he should have... But her beauty was simply too amazing for him to really do anything else.
Despite her disheveled hair, and swollen cheek she was simply beautiful, with a slim waste, toned legs, skin that seemed to be made of cream and golden blond hair she really was quite lovely. Kurt hadn't realized this as he saw her running down the street from those men he had seen harassing women more than often. But he knew now that he had to keep his wits about him, she truly didn't look like she lived in the neighborhood with her blue gown that seemed to make her figure more radiant and noticeable. Yet as she was walking down the street she seemed full of confidence and respectfulness. Which meant she probably lived in the classier neighborhood just down the street...
Luckily no one was around as Kurt kneeled down to Jess to check her cut and small bruise that was forming on her face. He realized that it was bleeding more than it should have been, and for some reason he couldn't describe he felt a deep obligation to help this girl sense he hadn't arrived at the scene earlier.
He waited a few more moments but still she didn't stir, he could tell from the very expensive watch on her small wrist that it was just past midnight, so there was no way he could just leave her there unattended 'Those guys might come back... or worse' he thought as he lifted her up as gently as he could and began to make the journey back to a place where he knew he could keep her safe.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A beautifully colored window greeted Jess as she awoke a few hours later. And outside the window a small arrangement of pink and purple clouds shredded the night sky as the sun began to gracefully make it's return to the sky that held it. The air was crisp but from what she could tell a soft and rumpled blanket had been wrapped around her and for the slightest moment she felt: safe.
But then the events from the previous night came over her.
Jess's mind screamed with pain as she attempted to sit herself up, and despite her terrible headache which she later ruled as a conclusion she somehow managed to get up anyway. From the light provided for her by the brightest star she could see that no one was around and after a brief moment her panic began to speed up.
'Oh god! Where I am? What happened last night? Did those guys take me some where and...' but her last thoughts were cut off as she realized with her distorted vision that she was in a church?
'This can't be right...' she thought her heart racing faster.
'I have to get out of here...' She got up from the kneeling position and made an attempt to reach the door but much to her inconvenience her legs gave out from under her. And as a result she let out a very painful scream, and when her sore eyes looked down she noticed just how bruised and swollen her knees were probably from the kicking, running, and fall that her attackers had inflicted on her.
But that didn't matter now it was clearly morning and her family must be terrified with worry. So Jess made it as quietly as she could without flinching in pain or screaming as to not awake her attackers. All that mattered was getting out of there and getting home.
As she reached the door however, it was brutally jammed and clearly was not going to open any time soon, as it was covered with rusted hinges as the such but Jess pulled as hard as she could yet it didn't open...
"It's locked from the outside." said a voice in the dark rafters.
The terror that crumbled through Jess was unbelievable painful to her soul as she quivered in fear at the voice.
"You'll have to go out through the back, although I don't recommend that you go now. Your concision is a great one and your legs must be in a great amount of pain as well..."
The voice grew silent and the only thing Jess could now here was the sound of her own heartbeat in her ears.
"Please don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you..." said the voice but it was now turning into a faint whisper as though it itself was afraid.
"What do you want?" Jess managed to get out. Although she doubted that person in the rafters could hear that since she wasn't so sure she could hear it herself.
The voice didn't answer and Jess began to wonder if she really was losing her mind.
She took no time at the hesitation and fled past the pews of the small church and finally found a back door with broken windows and it's walk way covered in weeds.
As the sun was coming up that day, two people both very much afraid and nervous found each other. One was home while the other made the painful journey back to her own home.
While both were so different, they were both very much the same...
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