Thread: Twisted Intention [Antagonist x Ironic]

Nala wasnt able to see the lecherous shimmer in the officers eyes, let alone who he was. All that was going through her skull was that her nightmarish reality would finally be terminated. Two reassuring large hands cupped her underarms, and she about whimpered with glee. Thank you She spluttered out, trying to hide the strong emotion that was bucketing out from her. Poor girl didnt know that Rayze was only just the beginning There was far more to come to her misery. He would press her body closely against his chest, and the glint of his name tag caught her attention. Jones She read to herself, and like a stab of a sharpened knife it hit her in the back of her head. Was this the man she wrote about only months ago? No one else went by the name of Jones in her county, it had to be him. Hopefully he did not know who she was, it was just her name in the paper, right? Unless he did his own research Turning around, the shining white and blue state police vehicle was right there before her eyes. To protect and serve written all over it. He couldnt do anything to her, right? Just as that thought left her, it grew smaller and smaller. Once comprehended, he was dragging her away from the only way out of this mess. The hot dog vender seen everything, why didnt he do anything?! Please, no, not this again Nala cried out softly, not even a soul could hear her abused gullet. It left her weak and almost speechless. You dont remember me, but I certainly remember you So he did know her from that article she wrote Well, it was safe to say he wanted revenge and that she would leave here barely alive if he was kind enough to spare her. That once tight and secure grip underneath her armpits would be reduced to rubble. As he let go of her body, he let go of more than just herself. He let go of all of her hope, any faith that was even left, and more importantly her pride. That familiar feeling of the pavement meeting her back shuck throughout her small frame. Immobilized. Powerless. Incapable. Weak. Those demons swam through her head, reminding her of the fate she was soon be on a date with. She watched as he undressed, helpless and afraid of what was soon to come, but her face did not show it. Inwardly she was seething at the sight to his authority, and it sickened her. Someone with such power, to protect someone, only but a true coward. Despite about to get a taste of her own medicine, she did not regret what she had written about him. He was truly a foul piece of waste that strode on this planet. Those weapons he just carelessly dropped down to the ground they were so close, yet so far out of reach. Thinking to herself, she would grab at them when she had the chance. Right now it would be so obvious, but maybe if he turned away or disregarded her for only but a moment she would take that time to snatch them. Gulping at the frog in her throat, she couldnt believe that someone his size could exist. Much bigger and fatter than the man that just violated her previously. A lot was in store for this fragile woman, and she had to face the music, even if it wasnt welcomed. Do as you wish, you piece of shit. And you call yourself an officer. I am proud that you got demoted. You dont deserve such a high rank. That goes to true heros, you filth. If she couldnt fight him with fists, she would fight him with her discourteous words.