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Stranger

It's a story I started writing two days ago. Thought I'd post it to see what comments it accumulates.

"Stranger" written by: Angela Kaiba
I was walking by the middle of the road, and in bad shape. There was a cut across my face and my clothes were muddy and torn. My panties were visible beneath the remnants of my mini-skirt. I've just been raped. My old boyfriend that I broke up with had attacked me a couple of miles back. The cut on my cheek is still bleeding, which it's been doing for about forty minutes.
I saw a red driving by, and to my surprise, it actually stopped. I waited. The passenger window rolled down, revealing a man. He sees the state of me, then quickly gets out of the convertible that's both shiny and stylish. I notice him look over me before he sees the gash across my face. I momentarily forget my pain as the force of his handsomeness overtakes me. He moved closer to me, as if protecting me from further harm.
"What the hell happened to you?" The man asked.
"An accident..." I gasp at the look on his face as he watches blood spill from mine.
"Here..." He says, handing me his jacket. "Put it on before you freeze to death."
I do, looking over his leather-clad body. It's a white trenchcoat.
"Get in," the man says, opening the passenger side door for me.
I get in his expensive looking car, wondering who he must be to afford such a vehicle.

(I'll update this when I write more of it.)