I stopped dead in my tracks, wobbling a little on my five inch heels as I took in the sight before me. There was my boyfriend of six months, his hands on a brunette's hips as he kissed her passionately on the dance floor. It was like a train wreck, I wanted to look away but I couldn't. I just stood there with my drink on the crowded bar, my eyes absolutely transfixed as I watched my life derail. I thought he loved me, I thought I was special, I guess I thought wrong. Then almost as if he could hear my heart breaking he broke the kiss and glanced up. When he met my eyes he smirked. That did it, that broke the spell that left me rooted to the floor. I turned on my heel and headed for the door shouldering past drunken patrons in my rush for escape. My eyes burned with tears and a sob caught in my throat as I flung open the clubs door and stood panting on the sidewalk.

       Tommy had picked me up so I was on my own to get home. There was no way I was going to face him after what I had seen. I set off down the sidewalk my black heels clicking loudly. Shivering a little from the cold I self consciously tugged down my off the shoulder purple minidress. I hardly ever went clubbing and had hastily borrowed something to wear from my best friend Kate. It was a little too snug in the bust and far too short for my taste but Tommy's eyes had lit up with desire when he saw me in it. At the time it made me feel pretty and desireable. Now I felt exposed as I tottered down the sidewalk towards the bus station. I walked quickly past other bars and clubs, a few restaurants and parking garages. I took my phone from my purse and pulled up my GPS app. Shit, I had gone five blocks in the wrong direction. I tilted my head skyward in defeat and let out a groan of frustration. My feet were starting to throb, my dress had ridden up showing an indecent bit of thigh and I'm sure my makeup was smeared from crying. My blonde curls were windswept and in short, I probably looked like a homeless hooker I thought wanly. I sighed and pulled out my phone. I started googling taxi companies because lets face it I was not prepared to walk five blocks back and then another few blocks to the bus station. I had a credit card for emergencies and this definitely constituted as an emergency.

       Engrossed in my iPhones bright screen I only vaguely registered movement out of the corner of my eye, just before I was grabbed from behind. I dropped my phone and purse and instinctively clawed at the arms around my waist. I was thrown into the brick front of a building.momentarily stunned I could only stare wide eyed as the hulking man approached me his hands going to his jeans. Oh god, no! I thought trying to crawl away. I had just gained my feet when he grabbed me by my hair and put a filthy hand over my mouth. He chuckled darkly as he licked my face. Then he drug me backwards into an alley. I lost a heel in the struggle and broke a nail as I clawed at his arms and face. He pushed me down onto the ground his knees on either side of my legs pinning me in place. His forearm was across my throat making it difficult to breathe and impossible to scream. Tears flowed freely down my face as he ripped the hem of my dress from my body and yanked my underwear until the lacey material gave way. I saw him fumbling with his zipper as the pressure on my throat grew heavier and my eyesight faded to blissful blackness.

                           Ryan

        I rolled my window down, the nights cool air instantly making me feel more alert. I shook my head quickly trying to wake myself up. This was my first midnight shift on the force and I was struggling.to stay awake. I stopped at a red light, then after looking both ways I hung a right, deciding to cruise the city looking for drunk drivers. I scanned the sidewalks and alleys as I passed, looking for drunk college kids or the occasional homeless person. Since it was only twelve, the crowds had dwindled. Most people were still inside the bars that lined the street. Seeing something, I slowed down a bit, then pulled over and parked. I opened my car door and stepped around the hood of my car. Bending down I picked up a small black high heel.
I glanced around looking for my drunk Cinderella, it was a pretty expensive looking shoe I didn't think someone would just leave it laying on the sidewalk. I cocked my head to the side as I pulled out my flashlight. Clicking it on I peered down the alley and when the beam hit them I immediately sprung into action. "Richmond Police, get on the ground now!" I bellowed as I sprinted down the narrow, dirty alley. The hulking cretin snarled as he left the girl and launched at me. I tackled him to the ground and after a brief tussle was able to cuff him. I keyed my radio, "I need another unit and rescue, 10th St and Cary." Then glancing at the scumbag I growled. "On your stomach, cross your legs and bend your knees. Look at the wall. If you move from this position I will taze you." I didnt even have a taser but it was a good threat, the would be rapist didn't move.
Kneeling by the woman I checked for a pulse, thank God there was one. Her eyes fluttered open and almost immediately widened in fear."Shhhh, its ok. You're safe." I said gently taking my jacket off and draping it over her. She was shaking like a leaf and her dress had been ripped nearly in half and her underwear was missing. "I'm Officer Ryan with the Richmond Police, I'm here to help you. Rescue is on the way, can you tell me where you are hurt?"

       "My throat, and my head" she croaked, her blue eyes filled with tears.

        I couldn't quite meet her gaze as I asked "Did he...?"

       "Almost." She whispered, "I'm lucky you came when you did."Then she burst into tears.

        "Shhh its going to be okay." I said as I gathered her in my arms gently patting her back. I glanced at the would be rapist on the ground. He was lucky I hadn't killed him.

                          Teddy

        I was shaking like a leaf as he covered me with his jacket. The scent of his cologne enveloped me and chased away the rancid scent of my attacker. I couldn't stop crying and he held me, albeit awkwardly. But he tried to give me comfort. and I snuggled into his warmth as another officer arrived followed by an ambulance. I shrank back from the male EMTs as they reached for me and Officer Ryan shook his head and glared at them. Then he lifted me effortlessly and carried me to the ambulance. Gently he placed me on the strecher. The EMTs quietly confered with him before swiftly loading the stretcher into the back of the ambulance. Officer Ryan clambered in as well and scooted out of the way while the EMTs worked. They gently pried his jacket from me and assessed my injuries. Mostly scrapes and bruises from the pavement. My throat was the most painful I could feel the bruises as the EMT gently turned my head from side to side.

        "Ok guys she's good. They can do the work up at the hospital. Lets get her a female nurse yeah?" Officer Ryan spoke from the jump seat behind my head. I turned my head and gave him a grateful look.

       After a short ride to the hospital I found myself surrounded by sympathetic nurses and bright lights. Dressed in a hospital gown I sat on the bed nervously twisting a corner of the blanket. They took swabs from my face and neck where I had indicated the creep had licked me and they dug DNA from beneath my fingernails. When the nurse came toward me with the speculum I shuttered and said "He didn't get that far."

          "Oh honey." The nurse said quietly as I began to cry again. She hugged me gently and smoothed my hair, just like my mother used to do. "There's an officer outside, he needs a statement and pictures of your injuries. Is it okay if he comes in? I'll stay right here with you."

       "Okay" I said quietly wiping my eyes. Black mascara came away and I grimaced.

       She disentangled herself from me and opened the door. Officer Ryan was there, nervously shifting from foot to foot. He clutched a digital camera in his large hands and a clipboard under his arm. .

       Hello handsome...He was tall and broad shouldered, you could tell he worked out. His face was clean shaven, his eyes a striking blue. His nose was straight and his lips... Whoa his lips were luscious, they made the hard visage softer. Think Brad Pitt only skinnier with chocolate brown hair. In one word he was gorgeous. Where did that thought cone from? I asked myself. I had been cheated on and almost raped all in one night and now I'm fantasizing about my rescuer? Head injury... Got to be. I thought.

       "Hi ma'am." He said as he approached my bed. "I am going to need to get your statement about tonight's events, and then take some photographic evidence." He blushed.

       "Can I start with some basic information?"

        "Yes." I croaked, my throat still tender.

        "Ok what's your name?"

        "Teddy, I mean Theodora Matthews."

           He smiled, "Theodora?"

          "Yeah," I grimaced. "My mom had a thing for US Presidents. My little brothers name is Abe."