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or another stick.
He gripped the front of my shirt and yanked me up so his face was inches from mine. “What did you tell them?”
“Nothing.” I lied. “I couldn’t get through. Your phone is a piece of shit.”
He shoved me back onto the ground . My ears rang when my head recoiled off the ground. He was doing something on the phone again… I knew I needed to distract him.
Using all the energy I could muster , I twisted my entire body like I was rolling over. I knocked him over a bit and I jerked up, trying to get out from under him.
He leaned down, lying on top of me, using his entire body as a weight. His breath was hot against my ear. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he began. “I’m already very angry.”
I froze beneath him. Feeling his entire body against mine was disgusting. I was pinned down, completely at his will, and it made me sick.
He stoked my hair as he scrolled through the phone. Every once in a while , he would lick my ear. After a few minutes, his body went rigid.
I knew he found the texts.
Why hadn’t I deleted them after I sent them?
His teeth closed over the sensitive flesh of my ear and he bit down. Hard.
I let loose a scream before I could stop myself. I felt my skin break and blood begin to ooze.
“ Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” he shouted, rearing up.
He scrambled up and yanked me to my feet. I tried to run, but he pulled me back.
“You just sealed your fate,” he spat. “What a pity too. I was so looking forward to getting to know that body of yours.”
He hit me again, sending me flying backward onto the ground. I reached out for a stick, a rock , or something, but he leaped on me. He straddled my middle and then threw the phone behind my head. It hit a tree, and I heard it break.
The shattering of that phone took away any last hope of survival I had.
He reached behind him and pulled out something.
A very long, very sharp -looking knife.
“This is going to hurt,” he promised.
My arms were pinned at my sides beneath his legs and my hands dug into the earth as he dragged the blade down the center of my chest.
I kicked up my legs, trying to bring them high enough to kick him in the back of the head. He laughed and pushed the blade against me harder.
I swallowed thickly and squeezed my eyes shut.
Death was here.
14
Nathan
The sound of her scream had me spinning away from the direction I was heading and sent me running.
She was here. She was close. She scream ed for a reason.
I prayed I wasn’t too late and I moved stealthily over the uneven ground, dodging trees and branch es as I ran. My heart rate wasn’t erratic. My breathing was steady.
I was trained for this. I was trained to search through the woods, to find my way. I was trained to keep cool in bad situations. I was trained to run toward the danger and not away.
I heard Lex yell, his voice sounding more maniacal than I ever thought he was capable of , and I drew up, stopping my mad dash. I crept through the night, keeping my eyes peeled for a flash of movement, for the outline of a man.
Lightning cracked overhead , illuminating the sky, and it reflected off the wicked-looking blade of a knife.
In that split second , my brain processed the scene before me and sketched it out in my head as the sky went dark once more.
Lex had her pinned to the ground as she kicked her legs to no avail. He produced a knife, one that I had no doubt he had nefarious plans for. I thought about pulling out my pistol and taking a shot.
But the girl was wiggling too much; she was kicking too hard. What if I accidentally shot her? She was already wounded enough. I left my gun tucked in the waistband of my jeans and rushed forward. I had the element of surprise and the fact he was distracted immensely on my side.
I was on him before he realized his mistake. I grabbed him by the back of the neck and yanked him off her, tossing him onto the ground and then driving my fist into his jaw. It felt
He gripped the front of my shirt and yanked me up so his face was inches from mine. “What did you tell them?”
“Nothing.” I lied. “I couldn’t get through. Your phone is a piece of shit.”
He shoved me back onto the ground . My ears rang when my head recoiled off the ground. He was doing something on the phone again… I knew I needed to distract him.
Using all the energy I could muster , I twisted my entire body like I was rolling over. I knocked him over a bit and I jerked up, trying to get out from under him.
He leaned down, lying on top of me, using his entire body as a weight. His breath was hot against my ear. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he began. “I’m already very angry.”
I froze beneath him. Feeling his entire body against mine was disgusting. I was pinned down, completely at his will, and it made me sick.
He stoked my hair as he scrolled through the phone. Every once in a while , he would lick my ear. After a few minutes, his body went rigid.
I knew he found the texts.
Why hadn’t I deleted them after I sent them?
His teeth closed over the sensitive flesh of my ear and he bit down. Hard.
I let loose a scream before I could stop myself. I felt my skin break and blood begin to ooze.
“ Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” he shouted, rearing up.
He scrambled up and yanked me to my feet. I tried to run, but he pulled me back.
“You just sealed your fate,” he spat. “What a pity too. I was so looking forward to getting to know that body of yours.”
He hit me again, sending me flying backward onto the ground. I reached out for a stick, a rock , or something, but he leaped on me. He straddled my middle and then threw the phone behind my head. It hit a tree, and I heard it break.
The shattering of that phone took away any last hope of survival I had.
He reached behind him and pulled out something.
A very long, very sharp -looking knife.
“This is going to hurt,” he promised.
My arms were pinned at my sides beneath his legs and my hands dug into the earth as he dragged the blade down the center of my chest.
I kicked up my legs, trying to bring them high enough to kick him in the back of the head. He laughed and pushed the blade against me harder.
I swallowed thickly and squeezed my eyes shut.
Death was here.
14
Nathan
The sound of her scream had me spinning away from the direction I was heading and sent me running.
She was here. She was close. She scream ed for a reason.
I prayed I wasn’t too late and I moved stealthily over the uneven ground, dodging trees and branch es as I ran. My heart rate wasn’t erratic. My breathing was steady.
I was trained for this. I was trained to search through the woods, to find my way. I was trained to keep cool in bad situations. I was trained to run toward the danger and not away.
I heard Lex yell, his voice sounding more maniacal than I ever thought he was capable of , and I drew up, stopping my mad dash. I crept through the night, keeping my eyes peeled for a flash of movement, for the outline of a man.
Lightning cracked overhead , illuminating the sky, and it reflected off the wicked-looking blade of a knife.
In that split second , my brain processed the scene before me and sketched it out in my head as the sky went dark once more.
Lex had her pinned to the ground as she kicked her legs to no avail. He produced a knife, one that I had no doubt he had nefarious plans for. I thought about pulling out my pistol and taking a shot.
But the girl was wiggling too much; she was kicking too hard. What if I accidentally shot her? She was already wounded enough. I left my gun tucked in the waistband of my jeans and rushed forward. I had the element of surprise and the fact he was distracted immensely on my side.
I was on him before he realized his mistake. I grabbed him by the back of the neck and yanked him off her, tossing him onto the ground and then driving my fist into his jaw. It felt
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