George walked towards me in a low-practice step as if he was practicing for a modeling contest. There I was in the midst of my misery wondering why does everything about this guy always screams perfection?
As he is slowly walking towards me. He was suddenly cut short by David and his accomplice. The both of them pointed sharp pieces of shattered glass at him.
" If you come any closer, you are dead" joe said menacinly.
A wicked smirk crawled up from the side of David's lips making him handsomely lethal. He flicked his fingers with authority and three uniformed members of the university police force appeared armed.
" Drop your weapons, your hands to your head everything you say will be used against you at student's court ". They bellowed.
David and his accomplice were soon disarmed and accompanied out in cuffs.
I lay on the concrete floor staring at my benefactor arm bound, he made no effort to touch me or unbound. He studied me taking little steps around me as if I was a foreign object.
Finally he spoke up, his voice sending different signals to my brain.
" You are so careless Abby, you choose to hang out with David of all people". How dare he judge me in this situation, how dare he say my name in that upsetting tone.
" He asked me out on a date and i accepted me, how could I had known any better", of course I have a wind of David's clandestine affairs, but I didn't also know he was into kidnaping and raping.
I made a vain effort to untie myself.
" Be still", he ordered me, the rope had already left little bruises on my wrist and ankles.
He bend down slowly, his hand reached out and traced the outline of my bruises, suddenly I felt cold air caressing my ankles, George was blowing on it, I swallowed hard. His gaze left my ankle and started traveling upward, my body squirmed and squished under his gaze and I suddenly became self conscious. He did not stop until he reached my face and stared right into my soul. While his fingers were stroking my bruises his eye was searching my soul and my lips, my heart started beating wildly.
" Is this pleasure torture", I muttered inaudibly.
" Thanks goodness I saw you on time , Abby."
The tone of his voice surprised me, there was a mixture of pain, sorrow and regret in it. His countenance darkened with emotion, his eye became wet but no tears dropped. Suddenly he heaved a second sigh of relief
" Let's get you out of here", he began untangling the knot gently, his hands casually brushing my body and sending signals all through.
George pov.
When I left professor Agatha's office that afternoon I was having mixed feelings. I can't believe that I will finally have the opportunity to be close to Abby Park, to spend time with her and breathe the same air with her.
After trying all these past months to get close to her.
My mind went back to few hours ago in the morning when I was picturing her in my room as I am ramming into her from behind and jerking off, blood quickly rushed to my face. I have been jerking off a lot to Abby's mental image few days after I set my eyes on her. She makes me sick to my heart