Tuesday Tales, Only Twenty....

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the word prompt, "twenty".   From Steal My Heart, book 4 WIP from The Fantasy League series.

"If you come one more step, I'll rip you into twenty pieces."
"Aww, the pretty little girl is tough and sexy. It's my lucky day. Where's your man? Surely, he didn't leave you out here all alone. Or, maybe he's somebody you picked up here at the park?"
"Look asshole, he isn't some stranger, he's my boyfriend." My brain clicked along, thinking of what I'd passed on my way here. Who was out there standing by, what my next move would be? I wrapped my purse strap tighter within my fist.
"I think you and I should get to know each other better. He stepped forward, narrowing the distance between us. Maybe you'll give me some of what you gave him. I like getting all up into someone else's stain."
"God, you're disgusting!" Jumping to one side, I tried to dodge the lunging sociopath coming for me. He grabbed my leg mid-stride. I landed on the ground, close to the bottom of the dumpster. Why the hell didn't people clean up after themselves- trash littered everywhere. My brain tried to take me out of the present, choosing any other thought than this sicko attacking me. I kicked hard with both feet, as if slogging through mud, not aiming for anything but hoping I connected with something vitally painful.
"Don't fight it sweetheart, you're gonna make me feel so good."
"Get off me you piece of shit, leave me alone!"
"That's no way to talk to a fan now is it? He shoved an elbow into my ribcage applying pressure.
The pain of his bony arm in my guts paled to his breath whooshing into my face. I'd thought I'd puke from the raunchy odor. "Get off me, I won't say it again!"
"Good, I don't want to hear it again. Prying my legs open with one knee, he used his other hand to restrain my wrist above my head. How convenient you wear this little skirt and nothing else."
"You wretched son of a..."   Words gurgled from the fear in my throat.

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Jean Joachim said…
OMG, you're leaving me hanging with this piece of garbage attacking her? HELP! Not nice. I have to wait until next week, hoping she gets rescued. Damn. Well done. You gave me chills with this monster.
Powerful scene, Davee. Horrifying and very well done.
Jillian said…
WHOA! I hope she either gets herself out of this or someone comes along to help her soon. What a jerk!! Criminal jackass.

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