• Chapter 4

    Connors POV

    I sat down and thought for awhile at how to get Rose back. I fell for her, how stupid of me. Then I got an idea. I know now what I need to do.

    Roses POV

    I ran all the way home and cried on my bed. I wished that he wouldn't have said that. I was deeply hurt. After my hours of mourning over it. I decided to watch a movie and eat lots of junk food to try to feel a little better. So I popped a movie in and had a bowl full of popcorn with 3 chocolate bars next to me. I watched hilarious movies. They made me laugh hard. I almost forgot about the incident with Connor. Around 1:00 a.m. I decided to go to bed. The alarm went off. I cried and turned it off.
    I walked to the shower and stripped myself and went in. This time wanted a hot shower. I washed myself. After I was done, I let the hot water stream over me, it was very soothing. I went out and wrapped the towel tightly around me. I went to the closet and changed into some shorts and a nice t-shirt. I have decided to sip school today. I didn't want to confront Connor. All day I read a very sad book, where the 2 lovers die in the end because they were murdered together. I undisputably cried wen they died. My cell rang. I answered it. It was my friend Micky. He was worried that I didn't come to school. I said back to him that I had some problems and needed some time to myself for awhile. He was heartbroken that he couldn't come over.
    Now I felt really miserable, I really wanted to see Connor, but I couldn't. I decided to take a walk. I stepped out the door to see a rose with my name on it. I instantly knew it was from Connor. I walked right passed it. I had a feeling that he was watching me and it gave me chills. I calmly walked to the park. I always liked it there. It was so serene, not violent and noisy like other places. I sat on the swings and gently swung back and forth using my toes. The high pitched creek of the swing was the only non serene sound here. I thought for awhile about Connor, but each time I tried to force him out of my mind I couldn't. He was forever there, I knew he wouldn't give up on trying to get me back. As I walked home I had to go threw a dark ally way. I heard a stride behind me. Was someone following me? I couldn't tell. I heard the loud bash of something falling and I immediately turned to see what had made that sound. Nothing was there. I looked back forward and bumped into something. I looked to see what it was. It was a man he had rags on and soot all over his face. He grinned at me. I started to back away. I was petrified. This man pulled me close to him. His arm was around my waist and he placed his lips on mine forcefully. I tried to scream, but couldn't. His hand was moving up and down my back and the other holding me still. He continually pressed harder on me. Now his hand was moving up my shirt. I tried to yelp but his mouth made sure I couldn't. His hand moved to my bra and went under it. He held on my breasts. Then I saw and opening between his legs and I took the opportunity and kicked him in the jewels. He fell on the floor yelping,

    " YOU DAMNED b***h!!" The man yelled. Then he quickly recovered and took long strides and grabbed me by the throat. He got his knife out and started to cut e deep everywhere. Then he took his knife and slashed at my breasts. I tries to scream, but I couldn't the lack of air was killing me.

    " I suggest you better let her go.. or pay the price." I recognized that calm voice it was Connor.

    " What if I don't YOUR MAJESTY!!" The man said threateningly. Connor gave him a death-glare. Connor slowly walked to the man. Connor grabbed the man by his collar and threw him to the other side. When the man fell. There was an indent in the wall. I gasped for air. I needed it. Connor walked up to me and laid me down. With the tips of his fingers he lifted my chin up and plugged my nose. He laid his hands on my chest a pressed slightly on it. Our lips met and he blew air into my, then pushed on my chest. He repeated this 3 times before I finally had a breath of air.
    Connor lifted me up and quickly carried me to his house. We entered the bathroom and Connor set me on the counter, while he started on a bath. He came up to me and said,

    " I'm sorry for what I'm about to o." He gently started to take off my shirt, then he unhooked my bra. I yelped. He examined the cuts on my upper body. Then moved on to my shorts. He pulled them off. I tightly gripped on his shirt. I didn't like this at all and I didn't have the energy to fight back. Then he went to my panties and took then off. I almost screamed, but Connor touched his index finger to my lips and told me to be quiet. After he examined the cuts and bruises on my legs he picked me up bridal style and tried to put me in the bath, but I wouldn't let go.

    " Rose you need to let go, we need to wash those cuts before you get very bad infections." Connor sweetly whispered to me. I then let him put e in the bath. It was hot. Connor had to wash me for me because I was extremely tired and could barely move. When he was done he took me out and wrapped me in a towel. He laid me on his bed and got out some fresh clothes for me, which were; oversize t-shirt, and his pj pants with some boxers. He kindly helped me dress. When I was dressed and ready to go to bed, I asked Connor if he could stay with me tonight. I was scared. We cuddled all night and for now I felt safe.