One and Only

Scared | [Pic. of Jade]

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One and Only

Chapter One- Scared

*Jade's POV*

I was walking down a dark alley in Santa Monica, California. I was not the type to be intimidated by scary looking places, though this alley was very eerie. Dark clouds were ominously looming above me through the narrow opening the buildings created. A crack of thunder caught me by surprise, making me jump.



I looked in front of me and suddenly, footsteps sounded behind me. Glancing behind me, I saw the silhouettes of three tall, lanky young men. They looked like they were delinquents. Rolling my eyes, I kept walking but then the footsteps got closer and closer, and I increased my speed. My accelerated heartbeat was roaring in my ears.



About twenty steps afterwards, I started running as fast as I could while carrying three grocery bags. Realizing that they were holding me back, I threw them to the side and broke out in a sprint.

An iron-like grip caught hold of my right arm just above my elbow, and turned me around harshly. My breathing increased and panic washed over me.



Staring straight into the malicious glare of the leader of the three, I became more frightened; nothing like this had ever happened to me before, but I sure as hell wouldn't show them I was overwhelmed with fear. Gritting my teeth and curling my upper lip in disgust, I returned his glare with one of my own. One full of such loath and repulsion that it made him flinch slightly.



He composed himself and a grin that made my insides clench spreads over his face. He grabbed the rubber band in my hair and yanked it off, tearing off a few strands of my hair and giving me momentary pain. My reddish brown hair fell into curls around my face.



"You look so much prettier with your hair down." he sneered like a lunatic.



I tried to keep my cool but the expressions on his and his friends' faces made it so excruciatingly hard.



"Don't touch me." I snapped venomously yet calmly.



"Aw! Did I scare you?" he exclaims sarcastically, sticking his bottom lip out.



His words brought a new wave of disgust that hit me hard. I suddenly felt the sick need to hurt him, to prove that I wasn't easily scared. "No. One. Scares. Me." Each word was enunciated loud and clear for him to hear and get it through that thick skull of his; then I elbowed him in the stomach, stomped as hard as I could on his foot, and kneed him in the groin. As soon as he crumpled to the ground in unbelievable pain, I made a run for it.



The second guy caught me and grabbed my jacket, but I shrugged out of it immediately. He caught me again, his arms circling round my slender waist. He yanked me towards him so that my back was pressed to his chest. His arm was strangling my neck. Adrenaline coursed through me as I realized these guys weren't going to let me go that easily. C'mon, Jade, time to show what you've learned in two years of Tae Kwon Doe. I grabbed his arm with both of my hands and dug my nails deep into his arm. He yelped in agony. Just to make sure he wouldn't come after me again, I whipped around and punched his nose with every ounce of strength I had; it broke with a sickening cracking sound.



Once again, I tried to make a run for it. The need to get out of here was overwhelming. I just want to go back home and cuddle in my bed, reliving this had never happened. But, once again, I failed.



The second guy pushed me into the wall and I hit my head against it, making me cry out in pain. But he clamped his hand over my mouth, thinking I was crying for help, and I partly was. I bit down on his hand, digging my front four teeth into his salty flesh. His hand instantly disappeared from my line of vision and he cursed in pain.



I took off again. The adrenaline was renewed, pumping my legs, becoming the energy I needed to get out. The urgency was bubbling inside me, making me run faster than ever before. The urge to see my home throbbed with my every heartbeat. The want was so powerful I could almost imagine the lights ahead beckoning me towards them, pushing me to run faster yet. The fear of what might happen if I don't get out blinded me. I was almost the-



Someone grabbed my shirt and pulled me back, ripping it from the shoulder and tearing off the side too. He hooked his claw-like fingers onto my shoulder, digging his nails deep into it, leaving a long trail of blood in its wake. My shoulder burned from the intensifying pain and made my eyes water but no tears leaked.



I paused to glimpse at the cut but that was one of the stupidest things I've ever done. Seeing his chance, the second guy wrapped his calloused hands around my wrists and pinned me to the cold brick wall forcefully. The cold did bring fleeting relief to my shoulder though.



Noticing that the other two guys had left, temporary relief washed over me, until I realized I still had to deal with this guy. I squirmed and tried to wriggle my way out, but it was futile. He was too strong. Despair crossed me and I breathed in a lungful of air and screamed until my throat cracked from the dryness.



Not having any other way to stop me, he pressed his lips to mine harshly, and bit my lower lip hard, effectively shutting me up.



This couldn't be happening! He kissed my virgin lips! H-he couldn't take my first kiss! No! It was supposed to be special, not forced. He tasted of salt and grime. He tried deepening the kiss, but I kicked him in the stomach before he could do anything too nauseating. He pulled away and glared at me with narrowed eyes. I glowered resentfully back at him with equally narrowed eyes filled with abhorrence. I spat on him trying to get rid of the taste of his lips.



"Don't EVER kiss me again!" I shouted with menace in my voice, but it slightly shook from the anger, frustration, and distress I had kept in for so long. Luckily, he didn't detect it.



"You b*tch!" he screamed at me threateningly.



I had made everything worse by kneeing and spitting on him. He seemed intent on raping me now, his eyes gleaming against the dark of the alley. Great, now look what you've done, Jade! Now only your sexually abused body will leave here! You'll never get out, my mind taunted me. I refused to listen, refused to give in while I still had some fight left in me, but I could feel myself drained of the energy I had previously owned. The adrenaline was slithering away.



He pressed his lips to my neck and started kissing me up to my jaw; it was like he was trying to devour me. I squirmed, trying to get away, begged him, shrieked and shouted for him to stop, but he didn't.

That was when I realized I was exhausted and tired. This horrible nightmare was pushing my limits far too far. Giving in was the only alternative. There was no use. He was too big and powerful for me and there was simply nothing left for me to do. No one had heard me scream, and even if they did, they chose not to come forward. No one was willing to rescue me...



I took an ephemeral glance once more longingly at the street with lights right around the curb, hoping somebody would come after all...hoping somebody would rescue me...but that was all I could do. Hope.

The jerk was kissing around my neckline now. A lone tear wandered down my cheek, and then lots more followed listlessly. I hadn't cried in such a long time. Crying showed your weakness.



"Please, let me go." I pleaded, closing my eyes.



"No way. Not until I'm done." He grinned wickedly and continued sucking me. He made it sound as if I'm some sort of toy and that made me angry all over again.



"No! No! No! Let me GO!" Reluctance - the reluctance to give up - was coursing hotly through my veins. I was about to scream again when I felt the flat side of an ice-cold blade precariously place against my neck. Straightaway, I shrunk back into the walls, away from the knife.



"Now be a good girl," his tone was mocking.



It wasn't as if I had any choice.



His rough hand fingered under my shirt and ripped the rest of it off. Seeing my black tank-top underneath made me feel a tiny bit better, even though I knew he could tear it off any second. He swore, clearly aggravated by the fact that I had one on.



I swallowed, feeling weak. He was just about to rip my tank-top off when I suddenly felt a huge breeze and the repulsive monster was off me. I opened my eyes slowly and, to my disbelief, saw that someone was punching and kicking him vigorously. I slid down against the wall, hugging myself and started crying violently.



I let out everything I felt. The terror, the panic, the fury. Everything. I cried and cried until I realized that all I could hear were my relentless sobs, and nothing else.



Looking up, I saw my rescuer looking down at me with sympathy, and fortunately, no pity. A huge wave of relief came crashing down on me as I comprehended that the jerk wouldn't be able to hurt me anymore. My lips twitched into a tiny smile.

"T-thank you so m-much for s-s-saving me!" My voice was thick with emotions.



"You're welcome," he replied in a deep voice. He handed me his jacket since I was still hugging myself, feeling too exposed because my tank-top had rips in it.



"It's okay. I-I have my own j-jacket." I hiccupped from all the crying. I looked around for my jacket but couldn't find it.



"I don't think you'd want it." he pointed to it and my gaze followed his finger. It was filthy! Carelessly thrown into a nasty, brown puddle and the other guys ran over it when they were running away.



But when he handed me his jacket, I involuntarily flinched away.



"Hey, it's okay, I won't hurt you." He whispered, his eyes softening. I looked into his eyes. They were light blue, exactly the color of a shallow lake. Full of understanding. It was evident he was trying to be careful around me, so I took his jacket gratefully, while taking the time to actually look at him. He was extremely handsome, with light brown hair that fell to the side of his face, just slightly grazing his eyebrows. His skin was a golden brown from exposure to the sun.



He smiled at me when he noticed that I relaxed a fraction and trusted him enough to know he wouldn't try anything.



"Do you want me to walk you home?" his expression showed seriousness.



Quite honestly, I didn't want him to. Not that I didn't like him, it was just that I needed some time alone because there were more tears yet to come. And I don't like crying in front of someone. Granted, I just had, but it was because I was too overwhelmed with everything to get a grip on my emotions. I hadn't cried since I was ten, the year I finally got over my dad leaving us.



"No, it's okay. I'll be fine, as long as I stay away from allies." I tried to joke, with a polite smile, but it had the opposite effect on me as my heart started beating extra fast at the simple word 'allies'.



"Are you sure? It's no problem." he pressed.



"No, seriously, I'm fine." I assured him once again. "But thank you. I really don't know what would've happened if you hadn't come." My head started to throb and my heartbeat quickened from its previously - almost - relaxed state. I blocked my mind from giving me images of what could have happened.



"Hey, don't keep thanking me; I couldn't just not do anything about it." He paused for a second before continuing, "By the way, my name's Noah. What's yours?"



"Mine's Jade." I replied politely.



"Just like your eyes." he mused. I nodded a bit, finally getting conscious of the fact that he wasn't going to hurt me.



"I have to go home now." I said.



"Well I have to get back to my party, now. So...bye." he smiled gently.



"Yeah, bye." I returned.



I kept my head down for the rest of the way home because I didn't want people to see me cry. My heart ached against my ribcage. The events of the night ran through my head over and over again taunting me of how close that had been. How I'd be lying lifeless on the icy cement floor if it weren't for Noah...



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Better than the one before? I like this one a lot more! Actually like an almost-rape scene!

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