By the time Christina left the station, it was much darker than she’d thought it would be, and it wasn’t long before her bike hit a rock and she was thrown from the bike. Luckily there was grass on the side of the road and she was barely hurt by the fall. As she struggled to right her bike, she looked into the sky and thanked God for small miracles. Before she could get on the bike though, a dark man grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away from her bike. “What is this?” she cried indignantly.
As an answer, she felt a rough hand grab her breast and give it a good squeeze.
“Leggo,” she screamed. Before she could let out another sound though, a fist smashed into her mouth. She felt her teeth shift from the attack and she tasted blood from where her bottom teeth had split her upper lip. “
