STUCK 2

Chapter 5

She felt her breathe stuck, somewhere down her throat that could not escape, just like the air that was forced to stay outside her system. Her hands scraped his wrists, trying their utmost to pull his hand away, but to no avail his hold only became stronger, his wrath only stormier. She saw the black spots before she felt the unconsciousness engulfing her senses.  

She deciphered his vengeful eyes that penetrated hers, thriving off of her futile struggles that met his exceptional force, strangling her. His nails dug deeper in her skin, sure to leave a mark if her body was ever managed to be found. His large hand was effortlessly bigger than the girth of her neck, underpinning there was no point to struggle at all.

Her hold on his wrist loosened, her eyes softly closed, the struggling noises in her throat fainted and with that his hold slackened, only slightly, but as she realised, it was enough, enough to catch him off guard. It hadn't been even a second before he felt the excruciating pain in his crotch. 

He watched as her eyes fully opened, well aware of what she had done.  Her face was still puffed and red at the lack of air but she had used every bit of her dwindling energy before using her knee for the greater good. She took a shuddering breathe when his hold disappeared from her neck to focus on his balls where she had hit most unpredictably. His grunt echoed in her small apartment, his pain evident. 

She was quick in her movements, faster as ever she limped to the door, unlocking all the three locks that she had herself deliberately ensured were perfectly secure. For the first time she hated the latches. She didn't fail to realise that her own shaking hands were making the job harder, delaying what on a normal could have been quickly done. 

By the time all the locks were opened, she moved hastily, eager to pull the door open before bolting outside but before she could, his hands grasped her again, this time holding her by waist before tackling down. 

Their breaths blended in hatred. She wiggled in exasperation, finding a way out of his hold but there was no listening to him. He pinned both of her hands on either side, pushing her weight down with his own weight and she seethed, 

"Get the fuck off me" she wiggled like a tail caught in the hunter's hand, her movements too twitching to be easily controlled, 

"Well you had three years of that" he whispered, waiting for her energy to run out so he could control her body. 

"You are crushing me!" she whined, wondering whether this is how he planned to kill her, 

"And you almost damaged my fertility" he spit back, crushing her further, hoping to stop her wild thrashing that seemed to only become more energetic. 

"As if it would ever come to your use" 

And with that his gaze hardened, his actions halted. She noticed as he inhaled, angrily if he could, his nose flared, speechless and enraged at her audacity. All of a sudden he stood up, freeing her from all the burden of his weight. And as unexpected was the action, she still lied down like a statue, looking up at him, wondering if she had said something that might put her in even more vulnerable situation. 

"Get up" his low tone confirmed her fears, she had said too much, especially when there was no one around to help her. 

And instead of standing up, she dragged her body back, away from where he stood to make more distance, shaking like a leaf, suddenly more scared of his resent 

"You could never hold that tongue could you?" he stepped forward, ready to pull her up like a sack of potatoes that was trying to inch backwards. 

She screamed when he pulled her legs forward, bringing her in the centre of hall before effortlessly picking her up. She felt her senses crashing when she was forced against a wall yet again. She felt her body being ceased from all angles as he clogged her with closeness, crawling on her body, hovering over like a demon. Her hands quaked when he forcefully held them in his wrist pushing them behind her back before coming impossibly closer to her face. He sensed her fear that seeped through her exhales, her spirit that crushed under his weight.