Wave of Hearts (On Hold) (don't read)(....ever)

Chapter 4

Steven ripped off my scarf and I felt the whizz of cold air against my chest.

"What are you doing?" I asked frightened.

He shoved me against the wall forcefully and I let out a yelp. He ignored my reaction and held my arms to the wall so that I couldn't get away. I felt a strain of wet kisses being placed on my neck "Why don't you teach me about your culture American girl?" he whispered, causing me to cringe. I tried to break free but he was so much stronger than me. The only muscles I had were from cheerleading and my old team sucked so it didn't do much. My thin arms were no match for the muscular ones he had.

He was forcing his grotesque lips all over my face and neck. "Stop it," I screamed. Everyone was too busy cheering over the soccer game on the televisions to notice. I felt so helpless and scared, very, very scared. Tears started escaping my eyes. "Steven, stop, please," I yelled, my voice cracking. "Help!" I cried loudly, but he muffled my cries with his lips. I was kicking and flailing my arms, trying to break free, but it wouldn't work. Loud sobs escaped me as I trembled in fear of what would come next.

"Come on baby, don't be difficult," he voiced.

I could no longer scream. I just stood there crying as a child does when they're lost in an amusement park. He moved one of the sleeves on my dolman top and my bra and tank top strap down to expose a naked shoulder and moved his dirty tongue over it. My sobs had stopped, but the silent tears kept on coming. I was trembling and breathing hard, but I felt paralyzed. "Stop," I managed to say in a cracked whisper. But, he wouldn't and I felt as if I was stuck in a losing battle. I shut my eyes not wanting to see what Steven would do to me, even though I would surely feel it.

I heard a pained 'oomph' a taken aback 'hey' and two clamoring thuds, but Steven didn't seem to notice. He was too busy angrily shoving me against the scratchy wooden wall.

I felt Steven's tongue leaving my neck and his arms unpinning my waist. I fell to ground powerlessly, still breathing hard. A loud thud was made against the wall. I cautiously looked up and saw a guy with a mop of dark hair pressing his arm horizontally against Steven's throat.

"I believe the lady said stop," his rich voice sounded, emphasizing every word sternly. A rich voice I recognized. He pounded his fist on Steven's eye and hit him twice more in the stomach. Steven fell to the ground with a thud next me. I jumped up, as if the sickness in his soul was contagious and I didn't want to catch it.

Calder's now dark eyes met with my dark green ones. "Thankyou," I breathed, "for-for helping me."

He gazed at me with sypathetic eyes but in seconds the breakthrough was over and he no longer met my eyes. "Maybe you shouldn't wear such revealing clothing next time," he said coldly. "You can't really blame Steven now can you?"

My eyes widened at his unfathomable comment. My mind couldn't even conclude how he could've made such a comment. I stared at him for a long while with an exasperated expression on my face before slowly shaking my head. Listlessly, I picked up my bag and wrapped my scarf around my neck again. I looked back once more at the boy; but he wouldn't meet my eyes. My feet guided me out the now empty doorway and I angrily shoved away every person in sight, eager to escape the murky hell hole.

Cold air whizzed through body when I had exited the bar. Rain unsympathetically bucketed down causing tremulousness in my body. Cruelty, I thought. The world was being unnecessarily cruel. There I was on the cold, desolate sidewalk with only ten measly dollars a dysfunctional cell phone to be of use to me. My mind was void of any ideas. I looked both ways pained and unsure, attempting to decide on a route to take, but it was pointless. It was all so pointless. I started walking one way. Left or right, I didn't know and I didn't care. I just felt so defeated it didn't freaking matter, none of it did.

I saw a bright pair of headlights about to pass by me. 'Lucky you' I thought, 'you've got a warm shelter, no getting wet for you.'

I just didn't understand why it had to be so darn cold and damp. I didn't understand why all the forces of the universe were working against me. Tears started leaving my eyes again. I didn't bother to rub them away; they would