Rapture: Chapter Four *Chapter 4:
She drummed her fingers impatiently on the table as she waited for Raph. Her thoughts were flying from one thing to the next; she was finding it hard to calm herself. Her stomach dropped to the floor when she finally saw him walk through the door. Am I going to react like this every time I see him? she thought feverishly. He looked around as he slid into the booth across from her. He slumped back, propped his arms up behind him, and let out a tired sigh. Becky felt a pang of guilt for dragging him out.
Rapture: Chapter Three *Chapter 3:
Becky woke up Sunday morning with a groan. She absolutely couldnt believe she had let her guard down. Not only had she gotten tipsy with a complete stranger, but she had let him walk her home as well! He could have taken complete advantage of her! Not that Id mind her mischievous thoughts chimed in. She tried to push that train of thought away. She had been irresponsible, that much was true, but it didnt mean it had to happen again. The first time she met him had been a byproduct of good luck, and the second time was pure coincidence. Ther
Rapture: Chapter Two *Chapter 2*
When she awoke the next morning she thought she had dreamed the entire thing. It wasnt until she felt the bruises on her wrists from the bums rough grip that she realized it had actually happened. She was glad it was Saturday. It gave her a chance to catch up on her thoughts, as well as all her chores that she so expertly put off until the very end of each week. As she ran the vacuum, cleaned out the cats litterbox, and dusted she found her mind wandering back to her savior from the train station. Why had he left so quickly? She flushed with shame. Well, I was awfully rude to him, she thought. And I didnt eve