Free Falling: Chapter Three: Broken Wings

She walks the streets, her hair dripping with water and her clothes sopping wet. She can feel the eyes of everyone on her. She ignores them and walks faster. Avoiding the main streets, she squeezes through alleys to reach her destination. She turns the next corner and runs into a gang of four. They are crowding around someone, and Amity can see blood on the ground. She gasps and they turn around. The one with a bloody knife, gauged ears and a beanie walks up to her and puts it at her throat.
“She saw.”
“No! No, I didn’t!”
“She’ll tell, we must throw her away, but…” The guy snickers. “We’ll have a little fun with this beauty first.” His sinister smile burns into her brain and she backs up, but the man grabs her long hair. “Oh no you don’t, girlie.” She opens her mouth to scream but his hand covers it and he nods for the other guys to come. Three other guys; one with a tattoo on his face, one with a gauged lip, and the other with tattooed arms and snake bites, crowd around her and they pull out knives. She closes her eyes and she feels the edge of the blade caress her neck. She shivers and they laugh. Their hands grab at her body and clothes; they cut her clothes off, one by one, letting the pieces fall to the ground, until she is standing in her underwear. The guys laugh and snicker; her eyes open and she stares at them. Their eyes are hungry and their faces and curved and rosy. A man with a gauged lip hugs her body close to his and takes his knife and slips it under the front of her bra. He pulls gently and cuts through the cloth. She brings her hands up to cover herself. The man with snake bites cuts off the straps and the bra falls to the floor.
“Lets shut her up.” The guy with a tattoo on his face cuts a piece of his shirt and ties it around her mouth as a gag. When he is done, he grabs her and presses her body against his and fondles her butt. She tries to speak but it is useless.
The men crowd around and start pulling at her panties; she tries to scream but the gag is effective.
All of a sudden the guy with the beanie screams and collapses to the ground, the grip on Amity is loosened as the boys look over, and she takes her only chance; she elbows the tattooed guy in the jaw and then turns around to knee the man with the gauged lip. Amity runs between them but soon gets stopped by the last one standing.
“Oh no you don’t.” He grabs her arm and takes his knife to her cheek. “Where do you think you’re going?”
Just as he finishes his sentence a stranger punches him in the face and as he does the Amity screams as the blade presses into her cheek. She staggers back into the wall and falls to the ground. Around her are the people that attacked her, unconscious she hopes. The stranger looks at his fist then cracks his knuckles.
“Are you alright?” He looks to her, and she vaguely recognizes him. She blinks and shakes her head. She hugs herself tighter, the only piece of clothing she has on is her underwear, and even those are ripped and torn. Amity strays from eye contact with this familiar man, she doesn’t want to see the expression on his face, but when she hears the sound of a zipper she looks up and sees him taking off his jacket. The look in his face is pain, and anger. His eyes tell her that he’s upset and sad, or is it disappointment. She shakes her head in confusion as he drapes the coat over her shoulders.
Her hair is still wet as he takes his gloves off and offers her a hand.
“You must be freezing and in shock.” She looks around and then takes his hand, unable to speak. He lifts her to standing position and zips up the coat, careful to not touch her. He bends down and sweeps her off her feet in a princess hold and they walk out of the alley.
“Where…. Where did you come from?” She stutters underneath her breath.
“I was heading to a work.”
She looks up at him, “Through an alley? Normal people travel in the streets.”
“I work at a restaurant and I dislike going through the front entrance, people stare and it is annoying. Furthermore, generally back entrances to places do end up being in alleys of some sort, especially in the city. And besides, you have no room to talk.” He raised an eyebrow at her.
“Were you just ‘passing by’ in an alley?”
“I see….” After some quiet pause he spoke again. “Shortcuts are dangerous, you should learn.”
“I’ll never learn about danger.” She murmur’s under her breath and he frowns.
The night grows quicker and he speeds up his pace. Amity stifles a yawn as they close their distance to her neighborhood.
“I’ll take you home.”
“No!” She yells and forces him to stop.
“What? Why?”
She ponders for reasons that won’t give anything away, but soon she shrugs off the idea, she’ll never see this guy again anyway.
“My mother hates me, she doesn’t want me in the house! Don’t take me home!”
“Your mother doesn’t hate you…”
“Yes she does, you don’t know her like I do.” Her eyes look fierce as she stares at him.
A few minutes pass by and he opens his mouth. “Alright, I’ll take you to my home. You can spend the night there.” He looks reluctant as they stroll through the night. She just nods and soon drifts in and out of consciousness.

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