Him And I

Prologue

Hope's Mother's POV.

I was walking home from the grocery store in the middle of the night because my sixteen year old daughter Hope wanted cookie dough ice cream from the store. And who am I to deprive my daughter of what she needs. But as I was walking home I didn't feel so comfortable walking in the streets at this time. I feel as if someone is watching me. I didn't like this feeling at all. I pushed myself to walk faster even though my calves hurt and I was sweating from the July weather. But I heard something behind me so I stopped and turned around and saw nothing. My heart was racing and I felt as if I was being followed. I continue to walk faster then I ever had in my life. I need to get home to my kids.

''Hey!" someone shouted behind me and I started to run till I saw an alleyway and hid behind the garbage in the dark.

"I know your in here lady, just give me what I want and i'll let you go." The man said crookedly.

He scared me and I haven't even seen him yet.

"I got you!" He growled as he picked me up off the floor in the garbage I was hiding behind.

"What do you want? if its money you want I don't have it." I said shakily.

"Money is not what I want, nor do I need it. Your body is what I want." He said trying to sound seductive but all I heard was disgust.

"P-p-please d-d-dont." I said stutering now.

"You're beging won't help you so, why don't you save your voice for later." he said as tears fell down my face. I have kids to live for. I kicked the man in his private area and ran but I didn't get far before he had me in his arms again. I screamed for help but no one came to my rescue. " I was going to let you live but now, I might not be so generous." He seethed as he stripped me of my clothes and my pride. I cried and cried for him to stop but from the looks of it he liked the thought of me begging as he took me over and over again. I felt disgusting as he kissed over my body, on places my husband should only touch. I stopped crying feeling drained and disgusted with myself. He moaned and groaned pulling himself out of me. "You know I was going to let you go after I was done, but then you pulled that stupid stunt, then I realized you've seen my face.You could report me to the cops and I can't have that. So, i'm sorry, eh no i'm not. Say goodbye to life. I hope you had a good one." He said taking his gun out and shooting me dead my last thought was the thought of never seeing my husband and kid again. I felt a tear run down my face as I felt the life drain from my body. I didn't want to die but that was exactly what was happening.