collarbone.
“No. It isn ’t.” I sighed blissfully. That was why my hero was shirtless. He put it on me to cover me up, even though I was unaware of my exposure. I smiled dreamily.
“Huh?” Confusion ran over his face. “And why does your face have some mud on it?” Markus closed the space between us and bent down to put his face closer to mine.
I leaped off the bed and kicked off the boots I didn’t take off last night, sending them flying across the room. “After Ayden tried to… Oh! Someone saved me Markus!” I exclaimed.
“What?!” He quickly sat up. “What did Ayden try to do? Who saved you?” he demanded.
“Well.” I stood still. “I. I don’t know who saved me. And Ayden…he tried to force himself on me. But it’s okay! He didn’t succeed! Not even close. The guy that saved me probably whooped his butt too!” I sat down in front of him on the bed. I slouched my shoulders and looked down at the dirty carpet. It had muddy footsteps from last night, or this morning-whatever time it was. “I couldn’t see his face. I don’t know who he is.” I said.
“Whoa. Can you start from the beginning? Tell me exactly what happened,” he pleaded.
After explaining to him every detail of my experience, he sat back down, attentive and pensive.
I escaped being possibly raped, if that was really Ayden’s intention. It was like escaping death. This situation could have ended up horribly, but it didn’t and for that I was grateful. I knew Ayden wouldn’t have tried that while being sober, it wasn’t him. On top of it all, someone saved me and I wanted to know who it was.
“I shouldn’t have left you with him.” Markus said half out loud. “How are you feeling?”
“Great! Markus, I feel great.” I said.
“Okay, Tony the Tiger.” He nodded his head. “Physically? Are you hurt?”
“I’m really sore.” I said while massaging the back of my head. There was a bump there. It was crusty. I must have bled when I hit that rock. Markus was already freaking out so I wasn’t about to volunteer the information to him that my head was bleeding at some point in the evening. I stretched out my legs. It felt both good and painful at the same time. Already used to running every night, I realized I must have ran really hard because I never turned out that sore.
“Mindy… Usually…and I’m assuming here, but girls would generally be freaked. You’re celebrating.” he muttered, looking at me like I was a little crazy.
“I’m celebrating because I survived before anything could happen! There are so many victims that don’t escape that. I am looking at the positive side to it. I’m lucky Markus, I am truly lucky and grateful for it. I’m sure Ayden got his butt kicked and I got saved. I have to figure out who my rescuer is. He knows who I am. And he knows where I live,” I pointed out.
“What about Dean?” he asked.
“Dean? You think it’s him?” I asked hoping that Markus would have the right answer.
“No. I mean, did you see him after I left?” he asked.
“Yeah. He was still in the lounge when I left.” Which reminded me about Markus flipping out. “By the way, what happened last night?” I asked.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” he assured me. He put his hands up to his face and exhaled loudly.
“You can tell me,” I said calmly. In my head, I was screaming. Demanding that he tell me what the heck happened. “Come on. How bad could it be?”
The smell of my morning breath crept up to my nose. Crap! Ewwww! I jumped up before Markus could answer me and ran to the bathroom. “Hold on! I gotta brush my teeth!” I yelled behind me. While I was in the bathroom, I washed the messy makeup off my face and quickly brushed my hair. After I cleaned up enough, I ran back to the room and sat down on the floor in front of him. I looked up at him with my lips pressed and with an assuring look.
“Dean. Heh. Umm…I think.” he struggled to say. He forced a smile and
“No. It isn ’t.” I sighed blissfully. That was why my hero was shirtless. He put it on me to cover me up, even though I was unaware of my exposure. I smiled dreamily.
“Huh?” Confusion ran over his face. “And why does your face have some mud on it?” Markus closed the space between us and bent down to put his face closer to mine.
I leaped off the bed and kicked off the boots I didn’t take off last night, sending them flying across the room. “After Ayden tried to… Oh! Someone saved me Markus!” I exclaimed.
“What?!” He quickly sat up. “What did Ayden try to do? Who saved you?” he demanded.
“Well.” I stood still. “I. I don’t know who saved me. And Ayden…he tried to force himself on me. But it’s okay! He didn’t succeed! Not even close. The guy that saved me probably whooped his butt too!” I sat down in front of him on the bed. I slouched my shoulders and looked down at the dirty carpet. It had muddy footsteps from last night, or this morning-whatever time it was. “I couldn’t see his face. I don’t know who he is.” I said.
“Whoa. Can you start from the beginning? Tell me exactly what happened,” he pleaded.
After explaining to him every detail of my experience, he sat back down, attentive and pensive.
I escaped being possibly raped, if that was really Ayden’s intention. It was like escaping death. This situation could have ended up horribly, but it didn’t and for that I was grateful. I knew Ayden wouldn’t have tried that while being sober, it wasn’t him. On top of it all, someone saved me and I wanted to know who it was.
“I shouldn’t have left you with him.” Markus said half out loud. “How are you feeling?”
“Great! Markus, I feel great.” I said.
“Okay, Tony the Tiger.” He nodded his head. “Physically? Are you hurt?”
“I’m really sore.” I said while massaging the back of my head. There was a bump there. It was crusty. I must have bled when I hit that rock. Markus was already freaking out so I wasn’t about to volunteer the information to him that my head was bleeding at some point in the evening. I stretched out my legs. It felt both good and painful at the same time. Already used to running every night, I realized I must have ran really hard because I never turned out that sore.
“Mindy… Usually…and I’m assuming here, but girls would generally be freaked. You’re celebrating.” he muttered, looking at me like I was a little crazy.
“I’m celebrating because I survived before anything could happen! There are so many victims that don’t escape that. I am looking at the positive side to it. I’m lucky Markus, I am truly lucky and grateful for it. I’m sure Ayden got his butt kicked and I got saved. I have to figure out who my rescuer is. He knows who I am. And he knows where I live,” I pointed out.
“What about Dean?” he asked.
“Dean? You think it’s him?” I asked hoping that Markus would have the right answer.
“No. I mean, did you see him after I left?” he asked.
“Yeah. He was still in the lounge when I left.” Which reminded me about Markus flipping out. “By the way, what happened last night?” I asked.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” he assured me. He put his hands up to his face and exhaled loudly.
“You can tell me,” I said calmly. In my head, I was screaming. Demanding that he tell me what the heck happened. “Come on. How bad could it be?”
The smell of my morning breath crept up to my nose. Crap! Ewwww! I jumped up before Markus could answer me and ran to the bathroom. “Hold on! I gotta brush my teeth!” I yelled behind me. While I was in the bathroom, I washed the messy makeup off my face and quickly brushed my hair. After I cleaned up enough, I ran back to the room and sat down on the floor in front of him. I looked up at him with my lips pressed and with an assuring look.
“Dean. Heh. Umm…I think.” he struggled to say. He forced a smile and
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