Until The Very End

Chapter 12

Elizabeth's POV

Do you know that moment when you can't move or think at all because you're so terrified? No? Well I didn't know that too until now.

I was sitting on the dirty ground of the streets watching the scenes that are happening in front of me. Blake and his friends were beating up the other guys who wanted to rape me or more like kidnap me first and then rape me.

Everything escalated when Blake punched the guy whose hands was around my legs.

I was pulled out of my trance when a wave of pain appeared in my chest. This time it was unbearable so I immediately took my necklace and swallowed my medicine. The others doesn't need to know this yet so I waited for the pain to go away which did after a few seconds.

Blake and the others were much stronger than the others but they were outnumbered. 10 against 5. That's not really fair.

Blake was about to punch one of them when suddenly another one who was laying on the ground jumped up and pulled out a knife.

Wait what? A knife?

I stared at the silver thing shocked before I did the first thing that came into my mind. I took the trashcan that was beside me and put it on his head. I jumped on his back and played drums with the trashcan on his head.

"Don't *bang* you *bang* dare *bang* pull *bang* out *bang* a *bang* knife *bang*!" I said and continue doing it until he lost his balance and fell down.

I don't know where all the confident came but it felt so good. I turned around and saw David kicking the last one standing from them. All 10 of them were laying on the ground groaning in pain.

They were breathing heavily and they had some bruises on their faces but nothing serious. Blake turned to face me. He had a cut on his lips and his left cheek was bruised but nothing else. His eyes were hard. They didn't held any emotion. I slide down the wall and sat on the dirty ground remembering what just had happened.

"Are you okay?" Chase asked as he bent down beside me.

I didn't answer. I was still shocked. I stared at nothing. I heard Blake telling the boys something but I didn't catch any of his words until I felt someone picking me up bridal style. I recognised Blake's smell and I immediately relaxed. I closed my eyes and rested my head on his hard chest. It seemed like he was carrying me to somewhere but I didn't know where.

After a few minutes we arrived at Blake's place.

"What are we doing here? I have to go home." I said.

"You want to go home like that?" he asked.

I looked down and saw that my clothes were totally dirty and even my sweater was torn into pieces. Must have had happened when I dried to escape from their hold.

I didn't say anything as we went inside his house. Chase and the others already went home letting me and Blake all alone. As we entered he went straight up to his room with me still on his arms. He put me on his bed and went to the bathroom.

I only sat there waiting for him. It felt wrong being here right now. Especially since Blake and I aren't in good terms right now. But I was glad that he came. If not then.....Only the thought of being touched by them brought a shiver through my body and I only wanted to throw up.

Blake came back with the first aid kid.

"I don't need that. I don't have any injuries." I said.

"Doesn't seem like that to me." he answered as he took my right arm.

On my wrist was a hand print from the guy who grabbed it way too tightly.