Help at the last moment.

His thick cock bumps against your tight ass a couple of times as he lines up to enter you. You are squirming beneath his grip, trying to make it as difficult for him as possible, constrained by your belly and the bunched jeans around your knees. You are now shouting at him to stop, to hold back from doing this unforgivable thing. Your free hand still bats weakly against him, failing to achieve anything as he presses on, determined.

You hear a wet-sounding thump, and literally at the last moment, as though God himself has saved you, his strength is gone. He falls on top of you, rolling off your angled shoulder, to lie in a heap at your back. You scramble away from him, pulling your jeans up with a weak hand, covering your face with the other, trying to separate yourself from the world around you.

Your senses are dull, your mind shutting down, the defences it was attempting to build to block out the **** that was about to happen still up. You are vaguely aware of somebody moving around you, of gentle hands touching your face and shoulders.

It is a long time before you dare to look up. Gwen's face, tear-streaked, hovers in front of you. You still can't hear her but when she sees you she throws her arms about you, holding you fiercely. Now that you can see past her, your eyes take in the sight beyond. Alex is lying broken and unmoving on the floor, his eyes unfocused. One side of his head is hideously swollen. Beside him there is a titanium baseball bat - the one you used as a sixteen year old to hit your famous home run, your only moment of sporting triumph in your entire life - deeply dented and covered in blood. You stare at the sight while Gwen hugs you so tight that you couldn't move if you wanted to.

The two of you remain that way until two police officers burst into the room, guns drawn, their flashlights darting about the gloom, and gradually peel your sister off you. The rest happens quickly; Gwen is taken from you; a paramedic wraps you in a silver blanket and talks to you with an inaudible voice; you are gently raised to your feet and coaxed away from the body, into the waiting ambulance where they jab you with something and then mercifully quickly everything fades into a blur.