Chapter 42 Close shave

Iziah;

"Are you sure you wanna do this Iziah?" Roman asked in his deep voice, his dark almond shaped eyes staring straight ahead. If you're slow let me fill you in, Roman Reigns is an undercover FBI officer, apparently he was sent here to catch the rapist, I didn't quite believe that, why the hell would FBI care about three girls in a nameless town that doesn't even appear on the map, maybe I was being too harsh on Roman, I mean other than me, he was the only one wanting to help get this bastard off the streets, if he accomplished that then his real reason for being here just didn't matter. At least for right now, it didn't matter.

"We're the only ones that care, we gotta do something"

Roman didn't say anything, he just turned the corner and headed towards 5th alley, now that I had managed to conquer the fear of it, I had no issues doing this, with any luck it would work. There was a dance going on at the moment, girls as young as twelve coming and going, if our guy was here then we would catch him. People were more hesistant and saftey concious now, after Emma and Leslie, they weren't letting there children out of sight, well almost. Roman pulled over and gave me another dark penetrating look,

"You sure you wanna go in there?"

"No I don't, but if it saves another little girl then so be it" I pushed the door open and headed to the alley, so far it was just me and the stray rats, at least I hoped thats what they were, I so couldn't deal with racoons at the moment. This is where my training in gymnastics comes in handy, thats right I used to do gym and be very good at it. Instead of standing in the corner, I put a foot on each side of the wall and started to climb up, the black alley consumed me, if this was day time I would of stuck out like a sore thumb, but in the cover of the night, I was invisible to the naked eye, halfway up the corner, a foot on each side of the bricks. I could only hold this pose for an hour so hopefully this prick hurried up. Right now I had the upper hand, I could see everything perfectly, partly because my eyes had been well trained to adjust to the darkness and partly because I was up high-ish. From where I was I could hear them, the children from the dance squealing around with excitement as older brothers and parents picked them up, it gave me a little comfort, people were starting to wake the hell up and realise that the streets weren't as safe as they used to be. See, back when I was raped they arrested some hobo for it, I only knew it wasn't him because the hobo had an accent, my rapist didn't, but no one listened to me and he was jailed, of course nothing else was done because the police thought they had caught their man, the police think alot of things, its adorable really. Just as some over-excited girl called out to her friend, the alley became occupied by someone else, I could tell it was a man from the disgusting cologne it was wearing, it almost made me vomit. The smell of it made me stop in my tracks, I had smelt that scent some where else and when my brain hit the conclusion, I didn't think I could hold it in, I kept telling myself that I was wrong as always, or there was some other explaination, it couldn't be and if it was, well they didn't know the real definition of crazy-insane-psycho-bitch. He surveyed his area, tsking to himself making the colour in my face drain away, I had heard that somewhere else and it only made this situation worse. He went to the only dark spot in the alley, right below me, well almost right below me, there were a few steps between us so far, the worst part was, I couldn't attack just yet, as far as I knew this was a bum trying to spend a night in the warmth, or a drunk wanting to take a leak, so far it wasn't the rapist. He let out several deep breaths and with each one I could smell his cologne oozing inside my open pores. I think when I go home tonight, I'll scrub until at least three layers of skin come off. I wasn't sure how long I was there but I knew my feet were starting to slip. I let them go down slowly, without noise. With each slide I got further to the ground and my hope of staying under the cover of night was starting to fade, I could only hope I remembered the army-like training my father and uncle had bestowed upon me. Or rather drilled into me from an early age. All at it once it happened, a little girl was grabbed and I flew to her defence. He had her around the throat and I wrapped my chain around his throat, while he joked and flailed around like a wet fish, his vicitm ran off, fleeing quickly and shouting for help. I held on tight as he choked and kept trying to get free, I shouted for Roman but he wasn't coming, all at once he pushed back until I hit the wall and pain rocketed up my spine, he pulled himself together and rushed towards me, he layed out one good punch before fleeing, I saw why when I pulled myself up, Roman had finally arrived, took him long enough damnit.

"You ok Izzy?"

"Fucking perfect! Where the hell were you?"

"I didn't hear you, the little girl dashing from the alley gave it away. What happened?"

"He grabbed a girl and I tried to choke him out. Didn't see anything that got me, just a punch to the face."

Roman sighed, "He won't strike again tonight, he'll be too afraid too, C'mon, I'll take you home"

I followed Roman from the alley, I just kept thinking about that smell, I knew it but at the same time I didn't, if I was right then nothing would ever be the same again, I was hoping I was wrong, I always knew that there was going to come a day when I was right and I just hoped it wasn't now, I don't think I could take it.