Everyone's got a story to tell (Ashley's Story) chpt 9

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Things were going a mile a minute It looked like but seemed slow at the same time. Even if that’s possible. I stand up, only to be knocked right down again. “shit” I hear someone say under there breath, but I knew it wasn’t Brandon because a second later I herd him shout “GET OVER HERE THIS ISN’T SETTLED!”

“To hell its not.” I herd the mystery person voice reply. I could barley make out the persons voice from the ringing in my ears, from being knocked down. I was now back up on my feet. I look to the left of me, and fear strikes me hard. Brandon had blood on his face from a cut on a cheek and from his nose, and boy did he look pissed. He looked quickly at me then past me. I look to the right, and see something I thought I never would have guessed. 

There stood the mysterious voice. The guy who had just saved me from being…

“RAVEN YOU IDIOT YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!” shouted Brandon, breaking me from my thoughts.

So, this was raven. The man, I have yet to meet. The one who is. Different. I can already see that. His dark, ash black hair swaying in the cool breeze with his bangs covering over only one eye. It shined in the moonlight and when he turned his head to look at me, I noticed that there was coloring in his bangs that were bright green. His eyes were emerald green that shown brightly through the night, with just a hint of gray beneath them. His skin was light. but not to pale, or not to tan. His tall features illuminated by the light of the moon was breath taking. He was dressed in dark colored clothing. Dark red and black skinny jeans, with a form fitting black shirt that pressed agenst the muscles of his body. His lips were velvet red, and full. 

“LOOK AT ME WHEN IM TALKING TO YOU?” shouts Brandon.

Bad idea. Raven looks up from me, and his expression turned from something I’ve never seen before to pure anger. And then, he laughs. It was a dark, low and sexy sound that didn’t last nearly long enough. I thought that maybe they were just acting this all out and playing me, that maybe Raven was going to turn on me now, and I will be a goner to some date rape. The slightest tear escapes done from my eyes and onto my cheek now. Normally someone wouldn’t be able to see it in a night like this, and I was thankful that the moon wasn’t bright enough for them to see my weakness as I die. Raven whips his head back to my direction and for a moment, just a moment, I thought there it comes. But then he turns it back to Brandon with anger showing all over his face. I could see him shaking.

“LOOK WHAT YOU DID!” he shouted. “YOU ASS HOLE I’LL KILL YOU. SHE DIDN‘T ASK FOR ANY OF THIS!” and then, they ran towards each other, with me right in the middle. I’m pushed to the side by Brandon and fall feet away. Whoa, I think to myself. That we was a big push. I try to get back up and run but the second I put presser on my foot I scream out in agony. It feels like knives are slowly cutting its way threw my bone. I fall back down, and only feel throbbing.  I hiss in pain, and I try it once more, trying to flea the scene but it hurts to much. I start to crawl away, but Brandon steps on my back making me go flat on my stomach, and do a face plant into the sand. I can feel wet liquid rushing down my face and I reach up to touch it. Somehow I hurt my nose, and the red, sticky blood was now dripping from it onto me and into the sand. I spit, an see that, that too was bloody. Sucking it up, I try to move again, but am pushed to my side this time. “DON’T TOUCH HER!” I can hear Raven yell. I spit more blood out of my mouth, and I can hear Raven growl and hiss terrible words at Brandon, and then some I can’t understand. I can see the silhouette of them fighting as they punch and toss each other around. It was hard to keep up with. It still felt like things were going by fast, but taking forever to be over with. I started to feel tired, and as I look back down at the sand I can see it dyed red with blood. Thinking quickly I crawl slowly over the my tank top and use it to stop anymore blood from falling, and hopefully stopping my bloody nose all together.  I still feel extremely tired but I keep myself awake. I rest agenst a cool rock, just big enough to support me. I can see Raven and Brandon circling each other, both breathing heavily. Raven takes off running down the strip of beach., Brandon right after him. One knock to the head and Brandon goes down. Raven wasn’t wasting anytime. He dashed back to where I was in a instant, faster thank ever before. I would have gotten up and ran but I could move. The blood just started to stop from me putting presser on it. I could feel myself being lifted up into the air, strong arms around me. I looked up to see Raven gazing down at me, with a look of anger, pain, and something else on his face. But that something else didn’t seem threatening, it seemed the opposite, but I still couldn’t tell what it was so I would keep myself on guard near him.

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