47 Flashback 13 (2/2)

I frowned.

Why was Lolita acting like such a sassy princess?

”We're leaving Shay,” Lolita glanced from Robert to look at me; I gave her a sour look as she dragged my hand and pulled me off the barstool.

”It was nice meeting you” I yelled at Robert, who smiled and stared at Lolita dragging me away. I huffed and turned to glare at Lolita ”he was just being nice”

”Yeah, totally” she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she dragged me out of the house. There were a couple of people on the lawn, drinking beers, and sitting on the grass talking. It was a cool windy night; the swaying of trees and rustling of leaves could be heard but not seen as the night had blotted out all but the lights coming from the party. The vast inky blackness that was the sky, however, was lit up with dozens of twinkling stars; the sun's rays had long since disappeared over the horizon.

”Wait here,” Lolita said, sitting me down on the lawn as she ran back into the house. I lay back and stared up at the sky, wondering what it would be like to be a star, when I heard footsteps approaching.

”Back so soon?” I muttered, sitting up and glancing at the figure walking up to me. It wasn't Lolita, but a smirking Robert as he extended his hand. I took it gingerly and he pulled me off the lawn, immediately placing an arm on my waist when I stumbled.

”Steady”

We both chuckled, and I ran my hands through my hair before looking at him. He pulled me along as we walked towards the street, the music a bit quieter when we reached the fence of the house.

Robert smirked then, and pushed me against the wall; he put his hands on my waist to steady me and glanced into my eyes.

”You're beautiful”

I blushed, pushing my bangs out of my face as I averted my gaze. He took that as an opening, and placed his lips on my neck, slowly trailing them up behind my ear and back down toward my chest. He sighed softly then, his breath sending light tingles throughout my body, before sniffing the scent of my perfume.

”You have a boyfriend!” my subconscious yelled at me, trying to jolt me awake but I couldn't give a damn anymore. The only thoughts running through my head were how good his lips felt on my skin at that moment ”What are you doing?”

What was I doing?

Robert picked up my arms and placed them above my head, before reaching his hands slowly into his pocket. I closed my eyes then, waiting to feel his lips on my skin once more. Instead, I felt something cold pressed up against my neck.

My eyes snapped open

”What are you doing?” my voice cracked slightly as I stared in shock at the knife he was holding on me. He smirked evilly and ran the knife down the middle of my chest. Laughing, he glanced back up to look at me.

”I will tell you, but then, I'd have to kill you”

What?

It was as though I had been paralyzed; like my entire body had grown numb and all I could think was that I was going to die tonight.

I couldn't die! I had barely even lived; yet as I stood frozen, it felt like I had no choice. He smiled at me then, before kissing my neck greedily, the knife still pointed towards me.

Something sparked inside me, and I snapped. How dare he? What did he think I was, some sort of chew toy? I wasn't going to die tonight; not if I could help it.

I summed up my courage then and sent my knee flying up with all the force I could muster. Robert froze in shock; and as the pain seeped in, he grunted and doubled over, gasping for air. I pushed him off me then and ran as fast as I could. I was halfway back to the house when Lolita appeared looking extremely pissed off. She glared at me and grabbed my hand.

”Where have you been?”

”We have to go, right now” I said quickly to Lolita and she stared at me weirdly, probably wondering what had gotten into me. She didn't have time to respond, because of what we both heard next.

”You're dead Shay Hunter, you hear?”

Lolita stared in shock, evidently recognizing the voice as she placed her hands on her mouth. We heard his footsteps and crouched down, slightly out of sight.

”I'm going to hammer you so hard, and then I'll slit your throat”

I gasped then and Lolita stared at me, her eyes widening as she placed her hand over my mouth. We heard his footsteps walk away from where we were hidden, so Lolita leaned forward and placed her forehead on mine.

”We're going to be fine okay?”

I nodded shakily, and it seemed as though all the alcohol I have consumed that night was now playing up; my head was swimming and I felt slightly dizzy. When we didn't hear the footsteps again, Lolita leaned in and whispered in my ear.

”Run”