Stopping in her tracks Demi's skin crawled at the sound of that voice. Turning around her eyes met a ragged looking guy leaning against the wall of the restroom. He looked rather homeless as she took in his attire. The jeans he wore were caked in dirt and had multiple holes throughout. His feet encased in a tatty pair of sneakers. Eyes roaming to the guys face she bit her lip to stop from giving a cry of disgust. His eyes were almost hollow looking, sunk back into his head with circles as black as night surrounding them. His face covered with a dirty blonde head of hair. Along with a straggly unkempt beard. She inwardly grimaced at the mess this man was. The filthy grey tshirt he was sporting was just as bad as the rest of him. It's sleeves had been cut off and the material was ripped in many places. As before the caked dirt was present, with other suspicious stains, was that... her stomach churned at the thought. Blood?

"N..No I'm not thanks."

She could hear as well as feel the nerves in her voice, knowing he could sense it too. She went to continue on her way to the car when he slipped around cutting off her route. Heart pounding in her chest she wished she'd stayed in the car all along.

"Well, what's a pretty thing like you doing wandering these parts?"

Swallowing the bile that had built in her throat, she could do nothing but open and close her mouth like some kind of stranded fish. She backed away as the guy took a few cautious steps toward her.

"I'm only passing through, now if you don't mind I'll be on my way."

Trying to move around him while leaving a wide berth, she could feel the real panic set in as he blocked her one more. Continuing to make her back up until she felt the restroom wall against her spine. Breath coming faster she held it as the guy pressed a hand at either side of her, trapping her between the wall and him.

"Now you see that just doesnt work for me darlin' round these parts we don't get too many sweet things like you."

Ramming her eyes shut Demi pulled her head back as far as she could, cringing from touch as he ran a finger down her cheek.

"What do you want from me?" she half whispered.

"Well now sweet thing, what do you think?"

She couldn't help the tears that welled in her eyes as the guy ran his hand along her side. Shaking her head furiously as she tried pushing him away, his dirty fingers slipping under her clothes and trying to worm their way upwards. The other hand roamed around her jeans and she jumped in shock as he squeezed her ass tightly, pushing her body against his.

"Get the fuck off me!"

"Now now darlin' none of that!" he spat as he caught her arms and pinned them against the wall. Pushing against her so she couldn't fight back. "Listen to me ya hear, I'm gonna take you back to my place. Bet your pretty little head has caught the drift of whats going to happen then. See, no body ventures this way too often, so we're gonna have it all to ourselves. Ain't it sound like fun!"

He hissed the words into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. Demi was crying properly now, struggling in a futile attempt to get out of his grip, but he was too strong for her.

"Hey darlin' why you actin' like this?"

He caught her chin and forced her to look up at him.

"Please..."

"Ssssh, ssh now. Don't worry. Pretty soon you won't be feeling too bad, you might even like it."

This made her struggle even more.

"And I'm gonna let you in on a little secret sweet thing. You may be pretty, but I get bored easily. And when I get bored I'll put you out of your misery, with a knife through your heart. How does that sound? Huh?"

She couldn't say anything, her voice was cut off by his grip and she didn't have any words anyway.

"Alright let's get you settled in"

His hand set her face free as he moved and grabbing her waist, picked her up. She took this as her opportunity to make a getaway. Using all the force she could muster, Demi pulled her hand back and brought her elbow to his face as hard as she could. The crack of her bone meeting his cheek caused him to curse in pain and let go of her. Demi ran toward the store but within seconds he was back, grabbing her from behind and pulling her with him.

"Now, now darlin' that wasn't very nice was it?"

"AARON?!"

The scream ripped from her throat frantically. Praying he could hear her as she dug her heels into the dirt. Stalling as much as possible.

"AARON?!"

Her shouts were muffled as a dirty hand clamped her mouth shut.

"Who in the hell are you hollering at?"

Twisting and turning manically until his hand slipped away, she turned to face him and hit out wildly at him. Struggling against the way he grabbed onto her clothes. Relief washed through her as she heard footsteps running.

"Demi, what's wro-...Son of a Bitch!"

It was clear Aaron understood what was happening. The panic that had set in earlier subsided somewhat but never completely left. The guy still had a hold on her arm and didn't seem to be loosening it. Even with the sight of Aaron and all is anger behind her.

"Let her go you piece of shit!"

Demi could feel the contempt behind Aaron's words. Her dark eyes scanned the guy's face trying to understand what he was seeing in Aaron.

"Y'know I don't think I will, bud"

He let the 'd' pop for emphasize as he stared Aaron down.

"What's it to you anyways? She your girlfriend? I can't fault you there, who wouldn't want a piece of that eh?"

He slapped her ass roughly once more causing her to jerk towards him and Aaron to let out a sort of growl. He chuckled as his words slipped out.

"Those pretty chocolate eyes of hers, and that sweet sweet skin, I bet you love seeing all that. Feeling it against your fingers as you catch a grip of her breasts and everything else too. Pity she's all covered up right now. Don't you think it's unfair you keep it all to yourself."

She cringed as his hand reached for her face once more.

"DON'T fucking touch her." spat Aaron

The guy did nothing more than chuckle.

"Or what pretty boy?"

Demi heard the door of the Range open and shut with a bang. SHe puzzled over what he was doing. She just hoped he had some kind of action plan. She hated how close she still was to this guy. Hearing a click that sounded familiar, Demi raised her eyes to see the guy's own pair widening in alarm. Confused she tried to angle her head so that she could see Aaron. As her neck twisted around, her heart rate quickened to see Aaron standing only a few metres away, his right hand raised and a gun ready and aimed in their direction.

"Or you'll wish you'd never set foot out of whatever hole you crawled from"