Re: Never Alone. (Shiori)

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[ all righty ]

Leah backed away from him until she hit the wall. She turned her head to the side, looking desperately around her for something to hit him with or throw at him. Fear coursed through her veins, and she began to shake violently. She slumped down onto the ground, covering her head with her arms. “P-please don’t!” Leah knew her weak please wouldn’t matter very much, but she had to try. Her heart was thumping quickly; she had no weapon. Leah kept telling herself it was better than some things that he could do to her, but it still wasn’t the best. Suddenly deciding she wasn’t going to let him beat her, she shot back up, sliding hurriedly back under the bed, curling up into the fetal position, her arms over her head protectively.

[Spritz]

(Quick question, do you want him to keep her for long, or should the cops find him within a few minutes and she'll be ok?)

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[ well, I think she should be there for a decent amount of time. Maybe Eric, after he was treated at the hospital or whatever, he could remember---vaguely---the house that Mike has taken her to. But I think she should be there for a decent amount of time, regardless. ]

[Spritz]

(Any idea's what Eric should do in the meantime? I'm thinking that something should somewhat happen to him...Lol Liam should get after him, but that would equal another fight... and there seems to be alot of violence in this topic.)

Mike didn't care about what she wanted, or how bad she pleaded. He fell to his stomach, and thrust his hands under the bed, quickly grasping her arm harshly in his fingers, and dragging her out with a light grunt of effort. As soon as she was out however, he grabbed her by the throat and pushed her back onto the bed, so she was pinned down, before he narrowed his eyes, drawing back to hit her again.

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[ ... yeah, there is. Annnnnndddd then..... Well, after a decent time, I think that Eric should tell the police. In the meantime, eric should be erm... being healed, but then he's worried about Leah so he refuses to stay and gets the police and stuff? ]

Leah kicked violently when she felt his hand on her arm, gripping her tighter than was necessary. For a split second, a different form of punishment went through her mind, but vanished quickly when she saw him move his hand back to hit her again. She flinched and moved her spare arm up and over her face, whimpering, tears springing to the corners of her eyes again. “All right! I’m sorry! Please don’t hurt me!” Leah yelled, trying to rip free of his grasp.

[Spritz]

(I'm really, really slow tonight. Sorry... I wish I could rp better, I'm failing right now. btw I'm going to say Mike is a drug and alcohol addict, so he's not really 'in' it.)

Mike didn't care about what she felt like, or if she was sorry, he just felt the urge to punch someone, punch her. Without sparing her any mercy, he drove his fist downwards, his knuckles crashing into her jaw, and he pulled away, flexing his fingers afterwards, and giving her a heated smirk, before sliding his fingers up her shirt, resting on her bare stomach.
"Dont try anything," He repeated, warning her, "Or you'll get more than you barganed for."

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[ Oh, come on, you’re not failing! You’re a great roleplayer. ^^ But, exactly, you mean ‘in’ it? I’m slow, don’t get it. XD Sorry, I’m a bit slow. ]

Leah yelped and moved her hands up to her jaw, rubbing it. Silent tears ran down her cheeks. When he put his hand halfway up her shirt, resting on her stomach, her natural instincts kicked in, and before she could stop herself, she kicked away from him, kicking herself nearly off the other side of the bed. “Don’t. Touch. Me!” Leah screamed at him, pulling her shirt down before sliding off the bed fearfully.

[Spritz]

(He's not thinking straight. Aww, you're a better one!!!!! Rper that is xD xD)



Following her to the other side of the bed, Mike grabbed ahold of her arm again, dragging her towards him with a bit of effort. She was strong, and a fighter, much like Eric had been when he had first started....letting out his anger and frustration on the boy. Now, Eric was near as much fun, though it was still rewarding to see him sprawled on the ground, blood and bruises coating his face. Digging his fingernails into her flesh, his lips curled into a deadly snarl, and he once again pushed her down onto the bed, ready to strike her again, but holding himself back, as something nagged at his senses. His red, bloodshot eyes glanced away from her, before he grabbed her wrist and hauled her up, off of the bed.

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Leah started shaking when he reached over and grabbed her again, his fingernails driving into her sensitive skin. She let out a scream that was muffled behind her teeth as she bit her tongue. Leah was pressed against him, extremely uncomfortable for her. When he pushed her harshly against the bed again, she expected something much worse than just being hit, but something seemed to hold him back, and he pulled her up again. "W-what are you g-going to do to m-me?" Leah whispered, still shaking, her legs threatening to give out underneath her.

[ I'll be back around 11:30 ^^ and thanks, lol xD ]

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Mike stood, hauling her up and off of the mattress. He gripped her arm in his fingers tightly, knowing that it hurt, and liking that prospect. He grabbed her by the back of the neck and thrust him in front of him, forcing her to walk down the hallway, with small kicks to her legs and his grip getting tighter. As soon as they reached one of the doors, he opened it, and shoved her inside, before closing it and locking it from the outside. It was a small bathroom, but had no windows. She couldn't get out there.

(Sorry I dont mean to power play)

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[ nah, don’t worry about it. ]

Leah whimpered when his hand clutched around her arm painfully, and she immediately tried wrenching herself free. Leah immediately began to freak out when he grabbed her neck, but he let go not long after, but shoved her down the hallway, making her nearly trip, and tug on her arm without meaning to. She yelped, feeling like her arm had just been yanked from the socket. She felt tears sting the back of her eyelids when he opened another door to a different room and shoved her inside. It was pitch-black, and she couldn’t see anything. When she heard the lock from the outside, she struggled to her feet and pounded on the door. “Let me out!” she cried.

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There, everything was done. Mike ran his hands through his mop of dark black hair, and shook his head as he heard her pounding and screaming to be let out, begging him to let her go. He returned her pounding with a harsh slamming of his own fist on the door, his eyes bloodshot and wild as he leaned against it. "Shut you're mouth, or I'll shut it for you!" He roared, obviously pissed off.

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Leah stepped back, not expecting him to snap back so loudly at her. But then again, she really shouldn’t have been surprised; considering it was Eric’s dad she was dealing with. It was dark in here, but she’d figured out that it was a bathroom by running into the sink and stubbing her toe on the edge of the toilet. Grimacing, Leah’s eyes finally adjusted to the dark and she began searching for things to pry the door open with. If she took piping from the toilet, she’d end up drowning in the bathroom with toilet water, which didn’t appeal to her in the least. If she took a pipe from the sink, she may have a better chance of getting out before she drowned. So, with quite a bit of effort, she began hacking away at the granite encasings to get at the bronze metal pipes beneath.

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Mike suddenly started to hear loud noises from the bathroom, and leaned up against the wall, a smug look pasted on his face. "Leah, Leah... I'm standing right outside you know, and I'm not planning on moving for quite a while." He grimaced. "It's your fault if you blow your own water supply, you were lucky I didn't put you in the basement, with the spiders and no water at all."

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Leah shuddered. Each time that freak opened his mouth and talked to her she felt like she was going to throw up. Despite his words, Leah continued to scrape away at the granite. Her fingers had started to bleed by now, sharp and uneven chips of the granite protruding from her fingers until she took them out. But her effort paid off not too long afterwards. It was surprisingly easy to yank out the bronze piping, and her fingers didn’t hurt anymore (they were numb). Water immediately started to gush out, however, and she’d obviously underestimated just how much water was in the sink. She cried out when she got splashed in the face with the foul-smelling water, but scrambled to her feet and began to hammer incessantly away at the door, hearing the wood splinter under the force of her blows.

[Spritz]

Mike listened intently as Leah started hammering away at the door, having found some hidden object she was using. He waited outside the door, not caring if the door was rendered useless after this, as this wasn't his house to begin with. Not offering any resistance to stop her from trying to escape, he grimaced horribly, and leaned back to watch her escape, making sure to block her way out.

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Leah frowned at the progress she was making. It wasn’t going very quickly, and the water was already starting to pool up around her feet. The crack under the door wasn’t big enough to allow the water to move quickly out of the bathroom, and her shoes were now soaked through. Leah raised her arm back as far as she could and brought it down on the metal doorknob. Her arm, where Mike had grabbed her, hurt like hell, but she bashed the doorknob twice more until it clattered to the floor. She pushed out the other side of the doorknob and kicked the door outwards, water flowing out of the bathroom. As soon as the door had opened just a tad, she dropped the pipe and pushed it forward even more, only to run into Mike. Leah turned halfway around to go back after the pipe.

[Spritz]

As soon as Leah had bashed the door enough to open it, Mike watched intently, waiting for her to come out. The water would eventually stop, he knew, but still he didn't care about this house. The owner's were gone for the summer, as he had found that out last year, and now treated this place like it was his second home, breaking in and staying here. As Leah opened the door and fell out, she dropped the pipe, and Mike's foot imedietly shot out, kicking the metal away, and tripping her as he did so.

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Leah had turned to grab the pipe when she felt Mike’s foot trip her own, and she fell onto the slick floor, spluttering out the disgusting water. Her fingers had only been inches away from the metal pipe, and now she was defenseless, wishing she hadn’t dropped it in the first place. Leah felt hopeless. Scrambling to her feet, Leah looked around frantically looking for something to hit him with. Finding nothing, she backed up a few more steps before saying, strength in her voice, “What do you want with me!? What did I ever do to you!?”

[Spritz]

(I'm getting to the point where I'm not sure what else to post, lol. Only because the next idea is that she gets found... And I'm not sure what all exactly you wanted Mike to do to her. Dont worry.. He wont do anything to her.)

Mike's lips curved into a grin as she tripped over his foot, falling hard onto the ground and into the dirty water. Sputtering slightly, she quickly scrambled up and away from him, inching away bit by bit, her eyes wide and looking scared. Mike stepped forward and pushed her harshly against the wall, grabbing her by the neck of her shirt, while leaning down and harshly pressing his lips against hers.

[Guest]

[ I think so to. O3o I think Eric and the police should find her pretty soon now… ]

Leah flinched when she hit the wall, her eyes glossy with tears that were hiding just behind her eyes. She sucked in a breath when she felt his hand grasp her shirt. Leah’s heart pounded in her chest, only to feel him press his lips roughly against hers, making her squeak in surprise. She would’ve yanked her head back if she hadn’t been pressed against the wall. Instead she improvised and tried squirming her way away from him, the only problem being his hand still gripped her shirt rather tightly, making it hard to move more than a few inches.

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Eric ducked inside the police car, the hard plastic seat not all to comefortable as the door was closed. A metal grate seperated him from the front, and he mentally made a note to never do something terrible that made you have to sit in a police car, ever. His heart was pounding in his chest, his breathing fast as the Police officer started the car, before pulling out of the lot, behind a convoy of other squad cars. They turned on the sirens, the wailing screaming in Eric's ears. Someone had already reported seeing Leah and Mike, and Eric gripped the bars, gazing anxiously out the window, holding himself back from screaming at the officer to 'drive faster!'.

Mike smirked slightly as Leah found she couldn't pull away from him, as he had her pressed tightly up against the wall. His hand slid under her shirt, lips harshly pressed against hers, before he heard the far off sounds of sirens starting to get closer. Pulling roughly away, he swore under his breath, before grabbing Leah and attempting to haul her down the hall.

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Leah felt a tear trickle down her cheek as he kept his lips pressed roughly against hers, and she wouldn’t be surprised if he’d made her lip bleed. Her heart rate accelerated in pure fear when she felt his hand brush over the skin underneath her shirt. She struggled harder, only managing to tear her shirt at the top. When she heard the sirens and Mike pulled away, swearing profoundly, she screamed, “HELP!” She tried to move in the opposite direction, slipping on the slick floor where the water was still pooling, hitting her head sharply on the corner of the wall, her vision going blurry, only vaguely aware of Mike pulling her down the hallway.

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"There there there!!" Eric suddenly shouted, sliding to the other end of the long seat and banging his fists on the glass window, attracting the officer's attention. "The house!!" He shouted, and the police man looked at him as if he had gone nuts. "The house! I know she's there! Please, just check!" Raising his small radio to his lips, the officer quickly reported, and a few of the squad cars pulled off to the side of the road, before the drivers jumped out of the vehicles, and Eric's door was opened.

Mike dragged her down the hall, glancing out the window and seeing the squad cars pull up, and Eric jump out of the vehicle, racing towards the house.

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Leah’s head was throbbing madly, but as soon as she saw Eric, she tried to put up a fight against Mike. She forgot the rip in her shirt, the bruises and cuts that lined her arms, and even her lips that had been roughly handled and was bleeding now, some of the blood trickling down one side of her mouth. Though each time she tried to fight back, she became dizzy and her vision blurred. She was faintly aware now of the blood that was rapidly flowing down the side of her face from where she’d hit her head, and she screamed, “Eric!” with all the effort she had left before passing out.

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