A/N: Betcha didn't see that coming huh?? Well, on with the story::
When I finally managed to stand Rick grabbed my face and forced me to kiss him. His kisses were hard and angry. I tried to pull away but everytime I did, his grip on my face grew tighter. I kept trying to wriggle out of his grasp. I did for a brief moment and when he tried to pul me back into the forced kiss I slapped him. I picked up my cell phone and started runing. I went to call 911, but realized that when I tripped my cellphone had lost it's battery, so it wasn't working.
"Damn it!" I shouted, and ran right into Rick's arms.
He pushed me up against a nearby tree grabbed my shoulders extremely tightly and again, forced me into the same hard, angry kisses. I managed to pull out of it, but he still had a hold on me.
"Kiss me god damn it! Kiss me and I won't be so hard on you!" He yelled at me, his voice full of anger.
I slapped him across the face,and he punched me repetitively in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me. I instantly fell to the ground.
"Not so perfect are you now?" He asked standing above me.
He sat on ground next to me and started taking my shirt off.
'Oh god,' I thought. 'Is this how it's going to be, am I going to be raped...AGAIN?'
I was wrong. He started slapping me all over my back and stomach as I was drifting in and out of consciousness. In a to get away.moment of consciousness I heard people talking. I tried to yell out to them, but Rick clapped his hand to my mouth. He just wouldn't stop beating me. I hit him and started to run. But the question was, where would I go? I couldn't go home, it was too far. I had to run to the closest house. I knew Rick was right behind me. I had I clambered up the steps of the unfamiliar house and right before I rang the doorbell, Rick grabbed my leg and pulled me down the stairs. I knew I had to call the cops, if only I could make it to the door. Luckily we heard a car coming and Rick jumped in the bushes so as to not be seen. I rang the doorbell. I gasped when one of the occupants opened the door.
"Oh,spirit, back for more?" Dean asked me. 'Why did it have to be his house?' I asked myself.
"Dean, can I use you phone, I'm being followed, I HAVE TO CALL THE COPS." I told him, practically pushing him inside the house as the car passed by us.
A/N: Sorry the chapter's so short, but Review and I promise I'll write a longer one next time.
When I finally managed to stand Rick grabbed my face and forced me to kiss him. His kisses were hard and angry. I tried to pull away but everytime I did, his grip on my face grew tighter. I kept trying to wriggle out of his grasp. I did for a brief moment and when he tried to pul me back into the forced kiss I slapped him. I picked up my cell phone and started runing. I went to call 911, but realized that when I tripped my cellphone had lost it's battery, so it wasn't working.
"Damn it!" I shouted, and ran right into Rick's arms.
He pushed me up against a nearby tree grabbed my shoulders extremely tightly and again, forced me into the same hard, angry kisses. I managed to pull out of it, but he still had a hold on me.
"Kiss me god damn it! Kiss me and I won't be so hard on you!" He yelled at me, his voice full of anger.
I slapped him across the face,and he punched me repetitively in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me. I instantly fell to the ground.
"Not so perfect are you now?" He asked standing above me.
He sat on ground next to me and started taking my shirt off.
'Oh god,' I thought. 'Is this how it's going to be, am I going to be raped...AGAIN?'
I was wrong. He started slapping me all over my back and stomach as I was drifting in and out of consciousness. In a to get away.moment of consciousness I heard people talking. I tried to yell out to them, but Rick clapped his hand to my mouth. He just wouldn't stop beating me. I hit him and started to run. But the question was, where would I go? I couldn't go home, it was too far. I had to run to the closest house. I knew Rick was right behind me. I had I clambered up the steps of the unfamiliar house and right before I rang the doorbell, Rick grabbed my leg and pulled me down the stairs. I knew I had to call the cops, if only I could make it to the door. Luckily we heard a car coming and Rick jumped in the bushes so as to not be seen. I rang the doorbell. I gasped when one of the occupants opened the door.
"Oh,spirit, back for more?" Dean asked me. 'Why did it have to be his house?' I asked myself.
"Dean, can I use you phone, I'm being followed, I HAVE TO CALL THE COPS." I told him, practically pushing him inside the house as the car passed by us.
A/N: Sorry the chapter's so short, but Review and I promise I'll write a longer one next time.