3 Confronted

Three days later...

I asked Jace if he was truly dating Stacey yesterday and his response broke me. He said that he was sorry for not telling me earlier that it was true. Today was Saturday and I was very happy because I didn't want to talk to him today, because I needed to get this at the back of my mind. I helped my mum to do some domestic chores while she went shopping for groceries. I heard a knock on my door and I rushed to open it thinking it was mum. I just saw a grown up man at my doorstep and he was wearing a bandana, covering his nose and mouth.

'How may I help you?' I asked, been secure as ever.

'I'm looking for number 13 Abigail Street.' He said looking at me from every angle before smirking at me with his eyes. I got so irritated that I rolled my eyes at him.

'I don't know, sorry!' I said closing my door it he held it and slammed it open. I got scared and moved back a bit.

'Is that how you treat strangers at your doorstep?' He hoarse in a deep voice as he came closer to me.

'Don't come close to me! Stay away!' I shouted. He didn't budge and held my wrist and pulled me near him. I tried removing my hand but his grip was too tight, so I kicked on his balls and he screamed in pain and let go of my hand. I started running upstairs to get to my room. I searched my room for my phone and I couldn't find it. My hands trembled and I was sweating profusely then I heard footsteps and that was when I found my phone on the nightstand. I rushed to it and the only person that came to mind was Jace. I called and it rang but no answer, and I dialed it once more but then the man had reached my room.

'You can't run away from me, princess!' He said as he approached me. Jace finally answered his call.

'Jace please come and save me from this man!' I screamed on the phone. The man got ahold of my phone and I kept shouting 'Save me'.

'MJ what is the matter?' Just then he slammed my phone on the ground and it broke into pieces.Tears started rolling down my eyes and I used my trembling hand to put over my mouth. He threw me on the bed and climbed on top of me. He pulled my head up and with much struggle pressed his lips against mine.

'Ah! Your lips taste like super sweet.' He said as he released his hand. I cried and felt sickened with every touch. I managed to push him off and I ran out of the room as he fell with a huge thud. He quickly got up and followed me. I threw things at him to stop him but he dodged them. Then we reached the living room and I threw things I could at him, so that I could run away but he wouldn't budge, I finally got a chance when I kicked him mistakenly in the face. When I tried to run out the front door, I was confronted by two masked muscular men stood in front of me. I felt my whole body tremble and the both grabbed me and led me to the other masked man.

'Let me go! Someone help!' I screamed on the top of my voice, but he immediately tied a white handkerchief around my mouth.

'You can't run nor call for help!' They all laughed and I kept struggling. He ripped off my shirt exposing the blue lace bra I wore. He eyes ran from my bra to my flat stomach and my curves.

'She's the real deal! one of them chuckled. For my greatest nightmares to come true, he tugged of my bra and I felt his hand meddle with my bosoms. I cried profusely and just then someone dragged the two men that were holding me and I fell to the ground. I coiled myself to a corner crossing my hands over my breast to protect myself. I kept crying and I could growling as I tightened my eyes, so as not to foresee any incident.