I did the only thing I could think of. I began to scream like someone was murdering me. The two men immediately turned to me, ignoring the woman pressed against the dumpster. The one who had been holding the woman’s hands raced towards me. The other turned towards me and zipped up his pants.
As soon as the men turned towards me, the woman slipped by them and ran, leaving them to me.
I tried to turn and run, but my feet felt like they were cemented to the pavement. I should have been able to outrun them. I ran every day, and they were out of shape thugs.
But my body felt frozen. The man who had rushed towards me caught me around the waist. Suddenly, my body began to move all on its own. I kicked at him as he pulled me into the shadows of the alley, trying desperately to make him drop me so I could escape.
He grunted a few times as my feet hit his thighs, but I never connected hard enough to stop him from doing what he was trying to do.
“Fuck Ray, she’s a hell of a lot hotter than the other chick,” the other man said.
“She kicks a lot harder too,” Ray grunted as he threw me to the ground. I tried to scoot backward so that I could get my feet under me, but the fat guy bent over and pushed me to the ground, his hands holding my shoulder against the pavement.
Ray tried to get his hands around the waistband of my tights, but this time he was in front of me, and one of my kicks hit him squarely in the nose. It wasn’t a hard enough kick to break his nose, but his hands went to his face.
“Fucking bitch,” he said as he climbed on top of me. I tried to kick him again, but he pushed my legs out of the way. As I struggled, I began to scream again, and he slapped me across the face.
It stung, but the pain barely fazed me. I continued to scream as they trapped my body underneath the two of them. Anger overwhelmed the fear that I’d felt moments before. I looked at Ray as I felt something begin to build inside me. A pressure. A fire.
He pulled a large pocket knife from a sheath on his belt and flipped it open. “Shut the fuck up. You should have kept walking.” His breath stank like beer and cigarettes. I barely noticed it though as I felt that pressure building.
My skin began to vibrate, almost as though my very skin was just waking up after being asleep. I kept staring into Ray’s eyes and stopped screaming.
“That’s a good little slut,” he said and dug his hands into the waistband of my tights. Feeling his fingers touch the bare skin of my hips was too much for me, and the pressure that was building inside me exploded outward as I put my hands up.
A flash of light brighter than anything I’d ever seen my life exploded from me. They pulled away, screaming as they pressed their hands against their eyes.
They fell to their knees in pain. I didn’t stop to try to understand what had happened. No longer frozen, I ran out of the alley. Books forgotten, I ran to the one place that would be safe. The sorority house.
I wasn’t supposed to have someone try to rape me. That happened to people who made stupid mistakes. I poured my own drinks. I paid attention to my surroundings. I didn’t wear slutty clothes. I was so careful.
It had still happened to me. What had happened afterward, though? What was that light? It felt like it had come from me, but that was impossible. And why was I so freaking exhausted? I could have passed out right there, and I might have if there weren’t a couple of rapists two blocks away.
When I slammed the sorority house door behind me, I took gasping breaths and leaned against it. I was safe. At least I thought I was.
“What’s going on? You’re all dirty. Did you fall on that stupid run of yours? I’ve told you to run on treadmills at the gym like normal people.” I jumped before turning toward the sound. Sasha. One of my sorority sisters.
My body still had gallons of adrenaline flowing through me, but when I saw her, I felt a little bit safer. I wasn’t alone. She wasn’t much being barely five feet tall, but she was something.
“I got attacked,” I muttered, finally feeling the sting where Ray had slapped me. My face was probably swollen and red.
“What do you mean attacked?” she asked after taking a sip from a red solo cup.
“I mean some fucking guys dragged me into an alley and tried to rape me.” The words came out of my mouth without any filter.
Her eyes got wide, and she put her cup down. “Are you okay? Do we need to call the cops? Did you get away before they…?”
I slid down the door feeling the exhaustion fill me. I was safe. I could be exhausted. “I’m okay,” I muttered. “They didn’t manage to rape me. I have no idea what happened, but I’m okay.”
Sasha picked up her drink and brought it over to me. “I think you need this more than I do. I’ll make another one and then you can tell me all about it, and then we’ll figure out what to do.”
I nodded, taking the cup from Sasha. I’d thought that I didn’t need anyone else, that I liked my solitude, but tonight, I didn’t want to be alone.
Chapter 2
Sebastian
Seraphina, Queen of the Court of Light stood in front of me with a sneer. She was a bitch, but there was
