him a look that could kill. He knows about Asher? “Yeh I know about your new man, wanted to watch you fall in love before I took you again” he says grabbing hold of her leg more forcefully, she grabs hold of his hand, trying to pry it off, but he’s too strong “Been watching you for a while now, and this little one” he says looking at me, making me squirm “Didn’t take much to get your mum to get me near you so I could have a go, just the promise of cash. You sped the plans up when you ended up in the house that day, wasn’t meant to get you till she lured you over. Worked out well for me though, didn’t have to fuck that skanky bitch again, I got some virgin pussy instead” he says licking his lips. I knew there was a chance it was all connected, but I didn’t think my mum would openly do that to me! How can she do that do her own child. Taking his other hand with the gun he rests it on my lap barrel facing my belly, I don’t dare try to remove it, as his finger is dangerously close to the trigger “I think ill have you first Hails, save the younger one for dessert” he says before grabbing both her legs and pulling her down the sofa. She starts slapping him in the head in an effort to get him away as he starts grinding his pelvis into her. Looking around, I’m desperate to find something that can help us “NO! STOP” Hayley screams as he rips open her blouse. I need to do something! Seeing the vase on the side table, I slowly inch my way over while he’s distracted. Feeling my stomach roll, I try my best to hold it in as I continue to shift towards the table. Moving my hand slowly, I manage to grab the vase without him noticing, standing up I bring it down on his head as hard as I can “Arg!!” he shouts, it doesn’t knock him out like I’d hoped though, standing he walks towards me, blood dripping down his face. I make a dash for the backdoor trying to get help, but like déjà vu he grabs hold of my hair and pulls me up against him making me scream “What did I tell you before little one? Fighting just turns me on” he whispers in my ear before pushing me on the ground. Holding my head on the floor. He grabs hold of my leggings and starts to pull them down to expose my behind. This can’t happen again, not again….. feeling his hand near my centre I sob and beg someone to help us “Beg! Beg me to stop!” he shouts as he rips my underwear from me, just as he’s about to reach me I hear him roar as his weight comes off me. I scramble away to see him standing there with a knife in his back! “I TOLD YOU TO GET THE HELL OUT MY HOUSE” Hayley screams as she staggers back. He wobbles a little bit on his feet as blood seeps into his shirt, garbled words try to leave his lips as he makes a step toward her, she shuffles out the way to keep her distance from him. Seeing the gun on the floor by me I scramble over to it. Picking it up feels foreign, but it’s the only thing I have to defend myself right now. He stumbles towards Hayley again, but she isn’t quick enough to move, he grabs hold of her upper arm making her shriek “You…..Stabbed me…you bitch!” he says heavy breathing, I think she must have done some damage, as he sounds like he can’t breathe properly, but he’s still mobile. Using all his strength, he slaps her hard round the face making her head snap to the side. I need to end this, looking down at the gun, I know what I have to do. Lifting my arms, I aim it at his back
I need him to go away
…He has to go away.
I close my eyes and pull the trigger.
Chapter Eighteen
Looking down at the gun, I throw it across the room and scramble away from it.
Oh god
What have I done.
Looking down at my trousers still around my knees, I burst into tears as I franticly try and pull them back up. My mind feels unhinged, I can’t…..think straight, squeezing my eyes shut, I try stop the blaring noise in my head.
Did I actually just shoot someone..
I can hear Hayley counting out loud trying to bring herself back. Her mind is taking her away from what’s happening and I can’t blame it, I think mine is trying to do the same. Moving over, I try not to look at the lifeless lump on the floor as I put my arm around her. The magnitude of what just happed weighs down on me, he almost got me again. If Hayley hadn’t stabbed him, he probably would have.
“Is he gone?” her voice is shaky, not taking her eyes off of his body “I……I don’t know” He’s not moving, I can’t even tell if he’s breathing. I try to get her away from it, but she just sits there staring at him, rocking back and forth muttering something I can’t make out. I need to do something….
I need to find a phone or something, something to help us.
Seeing the house phone on the kitchen counter I almost sob with relief, diving for it to call help. Trying my hardest with shaky fingers, I try to dial, it takes me three attempts but I finally manage to dial the number. “I need help, I think…..I’ve killed someone”.
Hearing the door open a couple of minutes later, I feel Hayley tense up in my arms, I managed to get her to the sofa in the end, but she’s still not stopped shaking “Police!”
