When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells (books to read for 12 year olds .TXT) 📕

Shaking her head and chuckling, Olivia finally headed out of the packed club. The outside was

deserted except for the few cars pulling out of valet parking. Olivia glanced up at the night sky and thought of what Amanda had said. Bring out the stars tonight. How Olivia longed for one star to fall right then so she could wish her Ivan back, right here with her where she needed him to be.

Wrapping an arm around herself, Olivia started to walk down the lonely, lit-up street as she

wondered if she could clear her head with a walk home. She didn’t live that far away and was truly in no rush to make it quickly home to her lonely apartment. At least she was out of that noisy wild

atmosphere back at the club.

The breeze rustled through her loose hair and she drew in a calming breath. The painful buzzing

in her head had dulled and now all she had was a slight headache that some fresh air would

undoubtedly dispel in no time.

“I was wondering when I’d run into you again.”

Olivia froze for a moment, and then turned with dread to come face to face with the fearfully

familiar man standing there. She recognized him instantly, even with the healing scars of deep

fingernail scratches across one square-cut cheek. His narrow, handsome face creased in a smile that in no way reached his cold, gleaming eyes.

“Hello, sexy,” the man said, stepping forward slowly while he casually lit a cigarette. “You

were in such a hurry the other night that we didn’t get the chance to exchange contacts. Which was really a pity because I have a favor to return to you.”

“What do you want?” Olivia spat, more angry than afraid. It was months since that night in his

car when he’d tried to force himself on her after she’d turned down his advances. She felt satisfaction in seeing how deep her fingernails had gored his model-type features.

“I’m thinking,” the man said with a contemplative pause as he drew hard on his cigarette,

before adding casually, “How deep I can cut into that pretty face of yours with my knife and see how you like it being disfigured.”

As he spoke, he flicked something out of the space just underneath the right cuff of his shirt.

Olivia gasped at the sight of the gleaming blade now resting in his face-up palm.

“Been carrying this around since that night, hoping to meet your acquaintance once again. I’ve

been hanging around this club and hoping you’d be dumb enough to come back here some day. So I

can show you that Eduardo pays back his debts and baby, I owe you one good stab – with my cock in

your pussy and this blade on your face.”

“Fuck you!” Olivia snarled, grinding down her panic and wondering if she could make a run for

it. Or maybe screaming would be better. Either way, she didn’t really believe this fool would try to hurt her. Was he that crazy?

“Oh, yes you will fuck me, sexy thing. All in good time,” Eduardo said lightly. And then before

Olivia could react, he was grabbing both her wrists in one huge fist. She screamed, shocked into

stumbling after him as he dragged her off the sidewalk and just beyond to the darkened side of an

abandoned building close by.

Yelling furiously at him, she struggled and dug in her heels but the bastard was so freaking

strong. He pushed her hard against the wall on the side of the building, and held her trapped with his big, tall body while his hand flashed up to rest the blade against her throat. Olivia’s voice died off.

“That’s right, bitch. Shut the fuck up. Because I’ve got better things in mind that your pretty little mouth could be doing for me right now than screaming.”

“Please. Just let me go,” Olivia breathed out, staring into his furious eyes. He did look a little bit out of it. She could smell the alcohol on his breath and knew that alcohol and crazy didn’t go well together at all.

“I don’t think so,” he grunted, pushing his lower body hard against hers and making her feel his

throbbing member. “I need to show you what happens to pretty little teases like you.”

This couldn’t be happening, Olivia thought even as her mind went blank with shock. The knife’s

edge came so close to her skin she could almost feel her flesh begin to nick at the sharpness.

“Please,” she choked out one more time, hoping to appeal to his better sense. Did he realize she knew what he looked like and he could go to prison for the rest of his life for this? Unless, of course, he had no intention of letting her off alive…

He merely let out a snarl of a smile at her plea. And in the shadows his teeth gleamed

fearsomely. Olivia wished now that she knew some kind of self-defense tactics to get this beast to his knees for even thinking he could get away with this.

“Oh, you’ll beg, baby girl. But not for me to let you go,” Eduardo growled. “You’ll be begging

for me not to stop as I hammer into your pussy with my cock.”

Olivia let out a whimper of despair, and then drew in a breath as she heard footsteps behind

them. She saw Eduardo’s head whip around at the figure who was moving closer to the broken down

end of the building where he’d trapped her. Olivia’s eyes narrowed in surprise and relief as the huge figure advanced. Even though the shadows hid his face, she was relieved that at last she was getting saved from this lunatic.

“Looks like someone likes picking on a defenseless young woman,” the voice said, making

Olivia gasp out loud. “Only thing is…she’s not as defenseless as you think, bozo.”

Ivan! Olivia screamed silently, her brain not quite wrapping around the fact that it was really

him making his way into the light of the moon shining over them in the unlit back alley. Eduardo

released Olivia and faced Ivan with a ready stance and furious expression.

“Who the fuck are