Seeing as I did get the ten reviews I demanded, I will continue this story. And I won't even have to destroy the fan-fiction universe! Damn. Anyways, sorry about not updating for ages, but you know how it is. I'm busy. It's annoying, but it can't be helped.
A warning to everybody who is about to read this chapter! It contains attempted rape, so if you can't deal with that (it isn't really graphic - I wouldn't be able to write that - but still) don't read the first part of this chapter. It also has a little violence, so if you are against that, don't read the first bit of this chapter either.
Also, this chapter is the chapter where I am going to write inserts for the people who at least tried to get to 200 words. Because I don't know what you look like, I've made that up. Also, because I didn't know two of your names, they are as such: Angel (as in Summer Angel) and Lily (as in LiL- AnImE-LuVeR)
Chapter 6 - Violation
The alley was dark. There were no street lamps nearby, so the light of the early night was the only thing illuminating the scene.
Grant had Mimi trapped. Pinned against a wall, he looked her up and down with his steely stare, lust giving his black eyes a new gleam. A scary glint. Tears of fear began to fill her eyes, the watery shine magnifying them. This is just what Grant wanted. Seeing her quake like a frightened rabbit beneath him. It was exhilarating, empowering. Taking one of his huge hands, he traced a line down her left cheek. She flinched, pulling away from his touch, and he grinned. He drew an identical line down her right cheek, and Mimi gave an audible sob. His fingertips burned, felt like sandpaper against her.
"You'll like this. I promise." He purred.
Mimi shook her head vehemently, her eyes shut tight. She didn't want to look at him. Maybe if she couldn't see him, he would just go away. Disappear.
But he didn't. Holding her shaking shoulders, he bent to kiss her collarbone. The touch of his lips make her shake harder, and tears started trickling down her face. She felt like she was going to be sick. Sobbing harder, she felt his kisses spiralling up her neck. None of his kisses were sweet or soft, all of them were aggressive and power-hungry. She couldn't take it.
His lips crushed onto hers, and suddenly it all just got too much. Even when she wasn't sick she wasn't strong enough to deal with this. Dark clouds enveloped her, her head grew light, and she collapsed.
Grant took a few steps back and regarded her frail body in a heap on the ground. His brow creased in frustration. He liked them better when they could scream, could cry, when their useless fists tried to beat him. Being able to overcome them when they were doing that was empowering. Watching a limp body on the street was not.
His brain was working overtime trying to decide what to do. Should he bail? Run away and leave her there? Or should he wait for her to wake up, then start again? He was thinking so hard, he didn't see what was coming at him.
Matt's punch hit him hard in the stomach. Grant doubled over, winded, groaning in pain. Matt went in for another, this time hitting his face hard. Grant was going to have a black eye tomorrow.
"How dare you? How could you even try something like that? She's so innocent, why would you do that to her?"
Pushing the still groaning Grant roughly against the wall, Matt got him a few more times in the face. Grant tried to respond, to fight back, but Matt's seemingly infinite fury gave him a fiery power against which Grant was helpless.
"Yeah, it's not so nice to be the victim, is it?" Matt snarled.
When silence was his only reply, Matt punched him hard in the stomach and growled, "Dammit, answer me!"
Grant reluctantly shook his head, and Matt, satisfied with the response, took two steps back. Looking at the beaten figure in front of him, he said coolly, "Now get out of here. And if you or any of your gang gives us trouble again, I will hunt you down like the dog you are. And believe me, you will not be able to walk away from that encounter."
Grant looked extremely mad, but was not fool enough to take on Matt alone, especially not while he was in this kind of mood. Sticking his hands in his pockets, he limped away. Matt glared after the retreating body until he was no longer in sight. Then he turned to Mimi's limp body, which was still lying on the cold stone street. With a tenderness nobody would have expected from someone who had just beat Grant Carmichael half to death, he knelt down beside her and picked her up. Holding her carefully, he returned to where the rest of his group was waiting. They had been preventing any of the Dark Dragons leaving to help their leader.
The group of black saw Matt return with Mimi in his arms, and knew instantly, despite their stupidity, what that meant. Their boss had lost. If he had won, there was no way he would have allowed that boy to leave the battle ground. Especially not with that girl in his arms.
Tai, seeing their recognition of the situation, addressed them. "Yeah, now get outta here and join your loser leader before we do some real damage to you."
Looking confused and angry at the way the situation had turned out, they walked off. They needed to find their boss and ask him what to do now that nothing had worked out right. Some cracked their knuckles and some shot venomous glares at Tai and Matt, but without their leader they were powerless.
Sora and Kari blew kisses at their backs, then the whole group collectively turned to where Matt was now sitting on the ground, Mimi still unconscious in his lap. Six pairs of eyes were fixed on her. She was completely still, her eyelids firmly closed. Her dark eyelashes contrasted against her pale cheeks. Matt used his free hand to gently stroke her hair.
Suddenly she woke, sitting bolt upright, then scrambling frantically to get out of Matt's lap. She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her slim arms around them. Her eyes were wide, and there was a glint of panic in them. Like a deer caught in the light. Her breathing was jagged, and she flinched away from any touch.
The group looked at each other, completely at a loss as to what to do now. Tai sent several questioning glances at Sora. She always knew what to do. That girl was amazing. But now even she looked confused and flustered. She was obviously very worried. Tai wished he could help, but he didn't have a clue how.
Just then a voice broke through the silence of the night. "The girl looks traumatised. She needs to rest."
It was a girl's voice. They turned to see who was speaking. A dark figure stood by the side of the road. Knowing that they had heard her, she moved in closer so that they could see who she was. She had waist length black hair and deep navy eyes. She wouldn't have been more than five foot five. She wore a long blue satin dress with frilled edges and long flared sleeves. Matt thought that she looked a little bit like a fairy.
Then suddenly recognition hit. "Juliette!" he cried, moving in closer to her. "I almost didn't know it was you!"
The girl smiled. "You have changed a lot yourself, Matt."
Matt turned to the group, who were still huddled around Mimi, looking very confused. TK was the only one of them who looked as if he halfway understood what was going on. "Guys, this is Juliette. TK and I met her a few years ago when we were passing through here."
Everybody nodded, and smiled politely at Juliette. Juliette smiled warmly back, before turning to Matt again. "The girl. She really needs to relax, to give her body time to cope."
Matt already knew this. But there were a few problems associated with the idea. "I know. But where? We don't have the money to go back to the inn; if we did we would have to starve. And we have a tent, but we can't exactly set it up in the middle of the town, can we?"
Juliette shook her head in agreement. "No, that would be impossible. But I do have a suggestion. Spend the night at our house. We have the space, and we will be able to help."
Matt only had to glance at Mimi to know what he had to do. She was shaking, and her eyes were constantly moving. His heart gave a lurch to see her like that. She was so pure, so innocent; he had an irresistible urge to protect her at any cost. He looked back at Juliette and nodded, saying, "We will stay with you tonight."
Juliette pushed the doors to her home open. Sora and Kari, who were trying to support Mimi, went in first. They boys followed them. The house was large and well lit. In the front room there was a couch, and two girls were sitting on it, idly talking. One had short feathery blonde hair, and the other had long brunette waves. They both had Juliette's deep navy eyes. The blonde was wearing a short white sleeveless dress over loose flared black pants. The brunette was dressed in a long purple skirt and an off the shoulder mauve top.
Juliette waved her hand at them, indicating first the blonde then the brunette. "They are my sisters. Angel and Lily."
She walked over to them and had a hurried discussion. At the end of the conversation Angel and Lily nodded, and Juliette walked into another room. Angel and Lily moved to where the group was huddled near the door. Mimi was on the floor again, rocking back and forth.
Lily spoke. "This is your home tonight, so please, make yourself comfortable."
They each extended an arm to Mimi, who looked up at them in fright. But there was something in those deep blue eyes, something hypnotic. She took their hands and allowed them to pull her to her feet. They directed her to a cushy armchair, which she sank into gratefully. Matt eyed her protectively. She still looked panicked, like a trapped wild animal, but at least she had stopped shaking.
Juliette re-emerged at this point. She had gone to make a potion to help Mimi relax. That was her talent. She could brew a solution to help any illness in the world. This often made people think her to be a white mage. She walked in carrying a large, steaming mug of Tranquillity. She extended the mug to Mimi, who eyed it warily.
Juliette said soothingly, "It's just tea. To help calm you down."
Mimi, obviously still suspicious, slowly took the mug of tea from Juliette's outstretched hand. She cautiously took a sip. As if by magic, her eyes lost the frantic glint and returned to their soft honey colour. Matt was shocked by the instantaneous transformation.
"What is in that tea?" he hissed to Juliette. He was scared that it was laced with drugs.
"It's a special homemade blend." She replied, unfazed by his tone. "It has lavender and chamomile and some other herbs that will help to soothe her."
Mimi soon finished the mug, and looked much more peaceful for it. She settled back into the chair and drowsily watched the rest of her group make themselves comfortable. The panic and fear she had been feeling melted away into fatigue. Resting her head against the back of the armchair, she was having trouble keeping her eyes open. Matt was watching. She was so beautiful when she was asleep. Like a doll.
Angel watched this. It was her gift to be able to see the soul of others. That boy was so in love. The girl was very confused at the moment, and Angel supposed it was with good reason after her meeting with the Carmichael boy. However, it made it impossible to get a clear reading on her. She hoped that the girl felt the same way. She hated seeing heartbreak. Glancing at the clock that hung from the wall, she saw that it wasn't only the tea that was making the girl feel tired. It was very late. She whispered this information to her sisters.
Juliette had made herself the official spokesperson for the family. "Guys? It's late, and you have to get going early tomorrow, so I'd suggest now would be a good time to go to bed. The boys can sleep down here, and the girls can sleep in the spare bedroom upstairs."
Angel brought the boys blankets and pillows, and they set themselves up on the chairs. Lily and Juliette helped the droopy Mimi up the stairs, Kari and Sora following behind. They were directed into a smallish room with a slanted roof. Moonlight poured in through the open window. There were four beds, each with a slightly shabby patchwork quilt folded at the end.
Mimi collapsed onto one. The potion Juliette had made was strong. It helped her calm down, but it also made her want to sleep. Crawling under the sheets, she pulled the quilt up to her chin. Huddled in a little ball under the covers, she was asleep in a few seconds.
Lily smiled at her. While her sisters could see the thought and feelings of others, or make a potion to bring someone back from near-death, she could see the future. Not all of it, just isolated moments. And she had sworn never to reveal those moments to anybody. She wasn't quite up to the guardian's level of prophecy. But she knew right then that the girl would be all right.
Sora and Kari slid into their beds, thanking the girls for their hospitality. Juliette and Lily just smiled as they left, closing the door with a little click behind them.
Okay, it sucked. I know it, you know it, we all know it. But please review. Specially tell me what you thought of the rape scene, because I intend to use something very like it in a major work for English. HONESTY MUCH APPRECIATED. Flames will be used to toast marshmallows and warm my freezing body. IT IS SO COLD HERE RIGHT NOW. Like, literally sub-zero temperatures! Too cold for me.
