When some oxygen returns to my brain and I'm able to think coherently, I hear the unmistakable sound of his belt being unbuckled. My blood turns to ice. I rush to get up, but am halted by the cold metallic barrel of a gun held to my forehead. 'Don't even think about it, Jas.'
I pause. My heartbeat in my throat. I hadn't even considered that he might have a weapon.
He looks down at me with sadistic mirth. 'I will have you, or else there is no point keeping you alive. So stay still and be a good girl.' Rob moves the gun away from my head and tucks it away in his pants. Then grabs hold of my body and turns me over so my backside is facing him. He begins to take off my pants and align our bodies so that my back is to his front.
I hate the vulnerable position I'm in. I can't see anything. All I can hear is the sickening sound of clothes shuffling around as he continues to disrobe. As if I want any part of his flesh to touch me. A tremor of disgust rolls through me.
He palms my backside, 'See I told you we have a connection. Your body is even trembling in delight.'
He continues to caress me, seemingly in a world of his own with my body. Then I feel his disgusting member poking against my back entrance. As he prepares to enter me in that place that not even Nik has. It's at this moment I make a vow. That even if I die right now, that would be far better than being defiled by this disgusting and vile monster.
I gather all the strength that I possess and use it to reverse headbutt him. I hear a disgusting crunch but I don't stop to look back, as I pull up my pants in 0.1 seconds and make a run for it.
'You fucking bitch! You broke my nose!' I hear Rob scream with a gurgle sound coming from his throat. I keep the door in my line of sight, even when I hear the click of the safety being turned off on his gun. 'You're going to regret that, you slut!'
I'm about 5 metres away from the door when a deafening gunshot rings out. Bouncing off of the metal sheeted walls of the warehouse. I freeze, clutching at my chest. I look down expecting to see my hands coated in blood. Yet there's not a wound in sight or a splatter of blood. I realise that he has miraculously missed me.
I turn around to face Rob.