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to throw up from disgust. “I think you know, sweetie” he answered, sliding the hand that was on her knee higher, towards her thigh. Her face paled, feeling violated. She didn’t know what to do so she slid back a bit in her stool, causing his hand to fall away. “I’m fine, thanks” she said in a shaky voice. He leaned against the bar and rested his head in his hand. “I like you, you’re shy…what’s your name?” he asked. She momentarily debated if she should tell him a phony name.
“Delilah” someone called out from behind her, answering the stranger’s question. Delilah knew it was Pepper and she instantly felt safer. She took in a deep breath and turned towards him. He eyed the man as he walked up to her. “Making friends?” he asked. She sighed, ready to get away from the creep that was next to her. Pepper grinned, which was absolutely nothing but pure trouble. He came closer to her, placing his hands on her waist. Her breathing sped and she knew her face was flushed. He leaned in, his dark eyes locked with hers. She tried to breathe evenly but didn’t succeed. That’s when he broke eye contact and looked over to the stranger, who was eyeing them stupidly. He leaned in closer until his lips met her cheek. He kissed her cheek softly; his eyes never leaving the stranger’s. “Let’s get out of here” he whispered. She nodded. He pulled her off the bar stool, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her to his side tightly. They exited the bar, leaving the drunk stranger looking angry and frustrated.
Outside, Delilah tried to pull away from Pepper but he just pulled her closer. “Don’t you think you’re getting a little grabby?” she asked as he opened the door for her. He leaned against the door as she got in. “Grabby? Babe, you haven’t even seen me being grabby yet” he said nonchalantly then winked. Her heart reacted heavily and she grabbed the door handle and closed the door on him. She saw him smile as he walked across to the driver’s side. Once they were on the road again he looked over at her then sighed. “What?” she asked. He shook his head then looked back at the road. “How do you feel about parties?” he asked slowly. Delilah knew as soon as he asked that, that’s what he had planned on doing for their date. She had never been to a real party and she was ok with the idea of never going to one…until now. “Is that where we’re going?” she asked, trying to sound indifferent. He looked over at her. “If it’s ok with you” he said, making a turn onto a back road that was nothing but gravel and woods. “Sure” she said, looking out the window.
They came to a stop in front of a two story farm house. The yard was packed with cars and littered with beer cans. As they parked, Delilah slid on Pepper’s jacket. He walked around the car and opened the door for her. She felt nervous; the only person she knew here was Pepper. He wrapped his arm around her waist and she unconsciously leaned into him, when she noticed what she had done, she pulled away a little. “You can’t keep fighting it” he said lowly, as they made their way up the front porch. “What am I fighting?” she asked, curious. “It’s clear that I want you, and I know that you want me…so why fight it?” he said, releasing her waist to open the door. Delilah blushed and started to deny what he said but instead she stayed silent. She felt a little light headed from what he said and she wished that he didn’t have that kind of affect on her. She scrunched her eyebrows together as he wrapped his arm around her and her heart pounded against her ribs.
He pulled her into the house, which was clouded with smoke and loud blaring music. It was so crowded in the house that they had to slither through the various groups of people sideways. He led her to the kitchen, which was less crowded than the living room and hallway. He grabbed two red plastic cups, filled with who knows what, and handed it to her. She peered into the cup and looked up at him. He grinned but said nothing. She didn’t trust his smile so she just held the cup and watched him drink his. He flipped his hair out of his eyes and leaned down. “I want you to meet my friend” he said, having to shout over the pulsing music. She nodded. “You stay here, and I’ll go get him” he said. She nodded even though she didn’t want to be left alone. He turned and disappeared into the hallway.
As soon as she lost sight of him, she felt someone come up behind her. Then when she tried to turn to see who it was, they wrapped their arm around her waist tightly. Delilah shrieked but it was cut short by the stranger covering his free hand over her mouth. She squirmed and wiggled but he was too strong. She wondered why no one was helping her but that’s when she looked around the kitchen and noticed that no one was moving, breathing, blinking. They were frozen in place. They all looked like mannequins and now that she noticed, even the music had stopped. Was she going crazy? Or had this stranger just stopped time? It seemed too impossible to wrap her head around. She tried to scream and claw at him but it didn’t really affect him much. That’s when he started leading her out of the kitchen and down the hallway to the stairs.
By this time Delilah was crying silently and wishing Pepper could some how appear to save her like he had at the bar and at the movies with Vince and Tess. The stranger led her up the stairs to a random bedroom. It was dark in the room and he didn’t turn on the light. She was shaking and was prepared for the worst when he started to speak. “I’m not going to hurt you, but you have to promise not to run, we don’t have much time until they figure out I’m here” he whispered near her ear, she noticed that his soft voice sounded slightly familiar. Delilah nodded, confused but curious to what he was talking about. He released her mouth first and when she didn’t scream, he released her waist. They stood in the dark for a second before he reached for the light switch. When the light came on Delilah blinked for a second, wiping the tears from her eyes, then looked around the room. It was empty. So she turned towards the door. When she turned around she sucked in a breath, shocked at what she saw. “Gabriel?” she whispered.
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“Delilah” someone called out from behind her, answering the stranger’s question. Delilah knew it was Pepper and she instantly felt safer. She took in a deep breath and turned towards him. He eyed the man as he walked up to her. “Making friends?” he asked. She sighed, ready to get away from the creep that was next to her. Pepper grinned, which was absolutely nothing but pure trouble. He came closer to her, placing his hands on her waist. Her breathing sped and she knew her face was flushed. He leaned in, his dark eyes locked with hers. She tried to breathe evenly but didn’t succeed. That’s when he broke eye contact and looked over to the stranger, who was eyeing them stupidly. He leaned in closer until his lips met her cheek. He kissed her cheek softly; his eyes never leaving the stranger’s. “Let’s get out of here” he whispered. She nodded. He pulled her off the bar stool, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her to his side tightly. They exited the bar, leaving the drunk stranger looking angry and frustrated.
Outside, Delilah tried to pull away from Pepper but he just pulled her closer. “Don’t you think you’re getting a little grabby?” she asked as he opened the door for her. He leaned against the door as she got in. “Grabby? Babe, you haven’t even seen me being grabby yet” he said nonchalantly then winked. Her heart reacted heavily and she grabbed the door handle and closed the door on him. She saw him smile as he walked across to the driver’s side. Once they were on the road again he looked over at her then sighed. “What?” she asked. He shook his head then looked back at the road. “How do you feel about parties?” he asked slowly. Delilah knew as soon as he asked that, that’s what he had planned on doing for their date. She had never been to a real party and she was ok with the idea of never going to one…until now. “Is that where we’re going?” she asked, trying to sound indifferent. He looked over at her. “If it’s ok with you” he said, making a turn onto a back road that was nothing but gravel and woods. “Sure” she said, looking out the window.
They came to a stop in front of a two story farm house. The yard was packed with cars and littered with beer cans. As they parked, Delilah slid on Pepper’s jacket. He walked around the car and opened the door for her. She felt nervous; the only person she knew here was Pepper. He wrapped his arm around her waist and she unconsciously leaned into him, when she noticed what she had done, she pulled away a little. “You can’t keep fighting it” he said lowly, as they made their way up the front porch. “What am I fighting?” she asked, curious. “It’s clear that I want you, and I know that you want me…so why fight it?” he said, releasing her waist to open the door. Delilah blushed and started to deny what he said but instead she stayed silent. She felt a little light headed from what he said and she wished that he didn’t have that kind of affect on her. She scrunched her eyebrows together as he wrapped his arm around her and her heart pounded against her ribs.
He pulled her into the house, which was clouded with smoke and loud blaring music. It was so crowded in the house that they had to slither through the various groups of people sideways. He led her to the kitchen, which was less crowded than the living room and hallway. He grabbed two red plastic cups, filled with who knows what, and handed it to her. She peered into the cup and looked up at him. He grinned but said nothing. She didn’t trust his smile so she just held the cup and watched him drink his. He flipped his hair out of his eyes and leaned down. “I want you to meet my friend” he said, having to shout over the pulsing music. She nodded. “You stay here, and I’ll go get him” he said. She nodded even though she didn’t want to be left alone. He turned and disappeared into the hallway.
As soon as she lost sight of him, she felt someone come up behind her. Then when she tried to turn to see who it was, they wrapped their arm around her waist tightly. Delilah shrieked but it was cut short by the stranger covering his free hand over her mouth. She squirmed and wiggled but he was too strong. She wondered why no one was helping her but that’s when she looked around the kitchen and noticed that no one was moving, breathing, blinking. They were frozen in place. They all looked like mannequins and now that she noticed, even the music had stopped. Was she going crazy? Or had this stranger just stopped time? It seemed too impossible to wrap her head around. She tried to scream and claw at him but it didn’t really affect him much. That’s when he started leading her out of the kitchen and down the hallway to the stairs.
By this time Delilah was crying silently and wishing Pepper could some how appear to save her like he had at the bar and at the movies with Vince and Tess. The stranger led her up the stairs to a random bedroom. It was dark in the room and he didn’t turn on the light. She was shaking and was prepared for the worst when he started to speak. “I’m not going to hurt you, but you have to promise not to run, we don’t have much time until they figure out I’m here” he whispered near her ear, she noticed that his soft voice sounded slightly familiar. Delilah nodded, confused but curious to what he was talking about. He released her mouth first and when she didn’t scream, he released her waist. They stood in the dark for a second before he reached for the light switch. When the light came on Delilah blinked for a second, wiping the tears from her eyes, then looked around the room. It was empty. So she turned towards the door. When she turned around she sucked in a breath, shocked at what she saw. “Gabriel?” she whispered.
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Publication Date: 07-25-2011
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