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"I wonder how the meeting went last night," Autumn thought out loud as she and Ginger got ready to go home from the theatre. Ginger's aunt Kathryn had recently gotten them jobs as waitresses.

"Oh, yeah, that leader thingy." Ginger waited by the door to leave as Autumn collected her things.

Luckily, they only had to work until nine that night but still it was very tiring. Usually, since they were new, they had been working really late into the night. Autumn was taking a long time and Ginger was getting impatient. They were in a room behind the backstage area near the theatre exit. Loud and whimsical music was heard from the stage as the audience laughed and clapped along with the show.

"Autumn, hurry your ass up. I wanna leave!" complained Ginger. She tapped her brown boot-ed foot on the wooden floor.

Autumn ignored her friend's complaints and didn't change the speed at which she was moving. Often times when she did this to Ginger, it was just out of amusement. It was funny to see Ginger act like a five-year that doesn't get her way. She bent down to tie her shoe slowly as a yawn crept out of her mouth.

Ginger scoffed. "Come on!"

At the floor, Autumn almost let out a laugh but held it in. A pair of tall brown pants with a gorgeous man inside them walked past her, almost knocking her over.

"Sorry," he said, revealing his thick English accent, and continued on toward the exit.

Ginger caught sight of him and latched her puppy dog eyes onto him. She put on a sweet smile as he strode past her.

"Evening," he tipped his hat politely to her and opened the door.

Autumn could practically see Ginger's knees weakening as she watched the handsome, and polite, young man about twenty years of age exit to the streets of Brooklyn. Without even glancing back at Autumn, Ginger immediately scurried out the door to pursue this amazingly distinguished gentleman. Autumn already knew that she wouldn't be seeing Ginger for the rest of the night and she laughed to herself.

A subtle yet still audible clash of thunder sounded outside and a flash of lightning soon followed. The roof was yet to be pounded with raindrops, though, and the streets were still dry, waiting to be drenched. Autumn's shoulders slumped as she stood up. If she didn't leave soon she would have to walk in the rain the many blocks to her apartment. She picked up her satchel and bolted out the door.

The streets were pretty crowded, since the show was just ending. Autumn joined the hustling group of Brooklynites and walked briskly through the surrounding people. In determination of returning home without being soaked to the bone, she shoved anyone out of her way with the occasional and insincere apology. It was like everyone around her was one big herd of animals. They bunched together and practically moved as one without accomplishing anything except for migrating at one mile an hour. And then:

BOOM! A crack of lightning lit up over the pack's heads and a downpour began to fall on them. All over the streets umbrellas popped up and people jogged at a faster pace to get home. Autumn pushed her way outside of the group, almost stumbling into the more open street. Shivers took over her petite body as her lower jaw chattered furiously. Her shoulder-length chestnut hair fell into her eyes and she quickly brushed it away as she picked up the pace to get home. The rain soaked through her clothes within a matter of minutes and they became heavy in an instant.

For most of the walk home her head was down, staring at the puddles that splashed up at her every time she stepped. It was no use hurrying now; she was covered head to toe with rain and her lips were turning slowly a light shade of blue. She hopped onto the sidewalk with her squishy boot and looked in front of her. There was an alley that lay before her. She was almost positive that if she walked through its narrow passage and hopped over the tall fence, she would end up on the street her apartment was on. That way she wouldn't have to walk the end of this street, turn right, and walk all the way down again. The alley would definitely shave off a good ten minutes. So she made her way to the dark space that reeked of trash and other mysterious items.

Autumn did feel a slight apprehension to the alley at first, but she was so desperate to get out of the rain that she would do anything to decrease the walking time. The alley was just small enough to fit two people shoulder to shoulder without being squished. From its appearance, Autumn guessed that it was about twenty feet long until the fence. She trotted through the darkened space and dodged trash here and there. At about five feet in, a couple of rats ran out across her feet and she shuddered. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, she though to herself. So she turned around and ended up facing a large guy about her age. He was drenched as well and he stood with a wicked grin on his face. A glint of malice shined in his dark and mysterious eyes.

A loud gasp escaped from Autumn's chattering mouth and she stepped back. The man did not move. Without saying a word, and with regret running through her mind, she stepped to the other side of the guy and attempted to exit the alley. However, another man of the same stature and appearance blocked her and gripped his hands onto her arms with a strong hold.

"Where are you headed tonight, sweetie?" he asked in an abrasive tone.

Autumn was too scared to respond as her mind went to a complete blank. She froze completely with terror and stared at her potential attacker. The hint of rigid breath against the back of her neck confirmed her suspicions that the first person to meet her in the alley was now standing directly behind her. She had heard of girls getting attacked in alley ways, but she never thought she would be a victim of one. Before this, she would always try to think of what she would do in this situation. But she couldn't think of anything.

The thug's fingers pressing into her arms were probably already forming bruises. She struggled to wriggle out of his grip by moving around and trying to get to the other side of the boy. It was no use; these two men had her sandwiched and she couldn't get out. A spine-tingling chuckle came from behind her and the boy in front of her let go for a split second. In one fast motion he bent down and lifted Autumn off the ground, placing her over his shoulder as if she were a sack of potatoes. She pounded her fists against his back with all of her might as she screamed at the top of her lungs for help. He took her deeper into the alley as she kicked and punched wildly.

Finally, the bully got Autumn to the ground again and slammed her back against the dripping brick wall. It knocked the breath out of her for a little bit as sobs began to escape from her terrified face. The thug looked at her with vicious eyes. His hands pushed her shoulders back towards the wall with great force.

"Don't make too much noise, darling," he scratched.

Autumn delivered a quick punch to his face, but got a hard slap from him in return on the cheek. A thin cut drew blood a little bit but was washed away from the rain. The attacker looked back at his friend that stood guard at the entrance of the alley, and looked back at Autumn.

"You'll pay fer that one, hun." He kept his left arm pushing back her shoulder and used his other one to rip the collar of her shirt down the center.

Autumn screamed loudly and kneed him directly between his legs, sending a small outburst of pain from him. He took hold of both of her shoulders and shoved her to the filthy ground. A shriek followed the thump and splash Autumn's shaking body made against the ground. He stood over her with a brutal and sadistic look in his eyes. Autumn's mind raced around, going nearly a hundred miles an hour. She knew she couldn't stay down and give him an ever bigger chance of doing more harm. She scrambled to her feet but got shot back down from a kick to her stomach. The lump in her throat disappeared as the pain of the blow took over, and she clutched her bare stomach while kneeling on the ground. The thug bent down to her level and forcefully brushed the hair away from her eyes, holding her face in front of him.

His eyes were burning as they made contact with her hers that were drowning in tears. Autumn felt extremely lightheaded but tried to work through it before more damage was done to her innocence. Just as it looked like he would try to do something else, the shadow of perhaps a rescuer appeared behind him. He grabbed the back of the attacker's collar and threw him to the wall powerfully. The thug bounced back from the wall and threw a punch at his own assailant. They fist-fought for a while and pushed each other around. Autumn stayed at the ground, weak and feeble. She looked to the alley entry to see the frighteningly grinned guy knocked out on the ground. She slipped into a dizzy state and lowered her head to the cold ground. The last thing she saw was her assaulter receiving several hits to the stomach, arms, face, and any other place that was vulnerable to hits. The rain pounded her fragile body as she lay there, blinking until her eyelids gave in and closed.

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