The Traps of Black Swan

The force Leon Harmon used to tie the napkin around Ava's lips was immense due to his bubbling anger. Ava tried to pull it off and struggled to get away but Leon was too strong to escape from him easily. Her yells and shrieks turned murmur.

Self-defense!? She had learned it but why can't she put them to action? 

Ava realized the practicality is totally different from training. In the training, you will know you will be attacked and you will be ready because you know they aren't harmful even if you lose so you are braver. But in reality, you will be horror-struck to even move your hand and the mind just freezes.

What is the use of training to protect ourselves which goes weak when needed? What is the use of a smart and fast brain when it doesn't know what to do in the most crucial time of her life?

She felt everything as unworthy while flapping her limbs in the air when Leon clutched a handful of her hair and dragged her on the floor towards the bed like a slaughterer roughly yanking the lamb to chop its head.

The door which was just a few steps away from her became a distant dream for her, her heart just rammed against her chest probably trying to pound out and run to a safe place away from the beast.

The tears made their way down her terrified face, she felt sorry for herself and the two friends who had taught her to protect herself for three whole years. Her tears also rolled down for letting them down without having the strength to fight back.

Is she going to give up just like that? No, that wasn't Ava Kelly. Hadn't she endured her parents for long? She hadn't fought back with them because they were her birth parents who gave life to her but this wild man has nothing to do with her. Then why should she give up and let him violate her?

Despite the pain all over her body, she was determined never to give up. She will fight with all her strength even if she has to die in the end.

She can't speak anymore to request him to let her go, so she has to find a way to escape by hurting him or herself. She just couldn't imagine herself being violated by an ugly man who looked no less than a wild beast to her.

Instead of trying to get his hands off or run, she used her soft silky hair to slip off the tie which had moved due to Leon Harmon clutching and dragging her by the hair.

Kickboxing, Dax had taught her other than Shawn teaching her self defense techniques and pressure points of a man which she could use to bring pain and escape.

Leon realized she wasn't struggling anymore and became silent. He stopped pulling her and turned around but the girl just sat on the floor motionlessly other than her rugged breathing and sniffles trying to catch a breath. 

He mused as he kneeled turning her around, "The fierce cat became a lamb."

Ava's lips were burning due to the napkin tied tightly. She started to guess how she could bring the pain to the wild man if he tosses her on the bed or pulls her around from the right side or pulls her around from the left side or if he appears in front of her.

The most important aspect of self-defense was also predicting what move the opposite will make to defend ourselves. Just like how she predicts the business plans. 

The tears were rolling down without listening to her due to the pain she was in. When the wild man clutched her right arm, her eyes squeezed to control her groan escaping from her lips.

If he tosses her on the bed and pins her down, she is ready to knee him hard between his legs, elbow his neck, and run. If he turned her around the right side, she looked at her left leg and was glad she was still in her high heels.

Leon twirled her on the floor to her right side to see her face but the next second his eyes widened witnessing her left leg came out flying. Before he could realize her shoe point hit hard above his ear.

Leon momentarily lost the sense of hearing from his right ear but Ava's force wasn't enough to break him to the ground. He just collapsed on his butt and sat shaking his head.

Ava's eyes finally fell on his face. she identified the man and blurted out, "LEON HARMON."

She didn't know where her anger was but it just burst out. Maybe the anger on her parents also included, she grabbed the ashtray and broke it on his head as she roared "Aren't you ashamed to fool around having a wife in the home?"

Followed by it was the shatter of glasses and Leon Harmon groaned in pain holding his head. Maybe the blood swept on his head but Ava didn't care, she ran for her life as soon as he was distracted.

This was her chance to go somewhere safe else he will catch her again. She knew Leon let his guard down because she was a girl and a weak one.

Ava also felt the same, she was a very weak one who couldn't fight her way out when he was dragging her easily, one who did not speak for herself but silently endured the pain given by her parents. She was very weak for ignoring Vance Hays instead of slapping the crap out of him. She was very weak for forgiving the people easily who hurt her repeatedly.

Does she have the right to cry when she is the one who is letting everybody walk over her? Why does she care about others' happiness when they have only pain in the store for her? What was she doing with her own life? Why did she even return to the country when she could have lived anywhere else?

Mentally, emotionally and physically, Ava was drained. Trying to reach the door hoping her life might get better after exiting it.

Hope? Probably she shouldn't have hoped for anything. Expectation leaves the pain.

She was still two steps to reach the door when a strong hand yanked her hair threw her away from the door mercilessly.

"Ahhh…" She let out an ear-piercing cry when the corner of her shoulder hit the edge of the coffee table before she fell on the floor. The pain was too unbearable for her to control and wailed in pain holding her arm when the pain hit her brain.

Furious, Leon was about to grab her leg to again toss her to hurt her more. 

Fear enveloped her and she instantly crawled back to get away from his grip. The pain was too much for her to concentrate on her escape. She also knew the more she hurt him to try to escape, he will be crueler craving to hurt her more but she can't just be silent when he was bubbling with anger.

Leon who never tried hard to get anybody couldn't believe the meek little rabbit he was fascinated with could be capable of hurting him. How could he accept that a girl was making him go crazy? 

He didn't have any plans to kill her but after suffering from her tiny wrath and tries to escape, his urge to defile her reached its peak. He wasn't going to let her off, he will make sure she cries in agony under him yet lie helpless.

Initially, he wanted her for a night to curb his pleasure then he would have thrown her out without care. She or her useless parents or her grandfather couldn't pluck a hair of his when she goes out. Hence he was afraid of nothing.

His hand reached her right leg like claws of a hungry devil but failed to notice her left leg swing and knocked his chin. 

"Haaaa…" He groaned in pain and held the jaw. The kick wasn't as strong as a burly strong man but it wasn't light either.

He had no idea she was good at kickboxing. He had only cared to check her family and friends' background to send them far away from her without knowing completely about her. 

If she wanted to give up, she would have died before crossing the age of ten when she had held the knife to cut her nerves. Why will she give up when he was trying to hurt her with the purpose to defile her?

Isn't it a mutual acknowledgment to get physically intimate even if she was thereby an unknown circumstance?

It was a do or die for her, she knew she won't be able to live later if he really succeeds to r*pe her. Even if she was going to die, she wanted to give her all, hence she stood up with the support of the couch.

A small ache won't stop him and she can't escape so she has to be strong else she might not get another chance. His eyes were glowering at her when she took a deep breath making up her mind. 

'It isn't time to get scared.' She repeated in her mind gazing at his ugly face as she imagined his head as a soccer ball and clenched her fist tight. 

Leon thought she was going to run and moved towards her when he saw her take a right leg back. Before his hand could reach her, Ava swung her leg with all the force and energy she could muster up by aiming his head.

Leon's eyes widened at her movement and he quickly reacted by pulling the carpet under her feet to lose her balance.

'Thud.'