Page 32 of Visions & Shadows

What the hell is he doing?

Then he starts feeling his way toward my chest.

“No!” I buck wildly, trying to twist my body out of his reach, but it only makes things worse. He steps closer, pinning my body to the wall with his own.

Oh, God, no!

“Robert, no!” I try kicking him, but that doesn’t work either because he’s standing too close.

He’s like a pile of crap, clinging to me like glue.

His heavy breaths mingle with mine. It’s disgusting, making me feelsick to my stomach.

Don’t let my first kiss be with Robert. Please.

“Get off me, Robert!” I scream, hoping someone will hear me.

He shoves himself against me, and I feel his hard-on. My stomach protests as bile begins to rise, burning its way up to my throat. His hand grips my wrists so tightly I’m sure he’s going to leave imprints on my skin.

“You know you want me,” he hisses.

“You’re insane! G-get…off!” I plead, close to tears.

I can’t believe this is happening to me. I can’t believe he’s taking it this far.

He starts to laugh, clearly enjoying my fear and panic.

“Are you scared of me?” he whispers. “Imagine the fun we can have together.” He takes a deep breath of me as if he’s sniffing me like a dog. “I can teach you a few things that will make Ryan one happy man.”

Panic slams so hard into my gut that all I can think of is Ryan still waiting in my room.

“Ryan!”

It feels as if my soul is calling out to his.

When Robert’s hand fumbles to get under my shirt, I forget about being strong and start to cry.

This is too much for me to handle.

Suddenly, Ryan growls, “Get your hands off of her!”

He grabs hold of Robert’s shoulder and rips him away from me before his fist connects with Robert’s face.

Blood spurts like a fountain from Robert’s nose, and he covers it with his hands while looking shocked.

“Jesus, man. You broke my nose,” Robert whines.

Ryan grabs hold of my arm and pulls me in behind him.

My legs go numb, and as his scent envelops me, surrounding me like a mist, a sob escapes me. I grab hold of his sweater and cling to him as if he’s my lifeline.

Tears keep spilling over my cheeks, and I bury my face against his back.

I’m so thankful he came to look for me.

Relief floods every inch of mytrembling body.

“I didn’t know she was taken, man. Sorry,” Robert says in his cocky way.

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