Chapter 7
Awww I feel bad for Mr Black now thought Holly.
"I should probably get going soon" said Mr Black suddenly.
"Ok, well don't forget to say goodbye"
"I won't"
Holly made her way back to the counter when all of a sudden Mr Black had grabbed her arm. Images of the stranger flashed through Holly's mind and she collapsed onto the ground.
"Wake up dear"
Mr Black had bent down next to Holly's unconscious body and he was trying to wake her.
"Wha... what?" Holly had regained consciousness.
"You collapsed dear"
"I did? I'm very sorry sir"
"Not at all my dear, there's nothing to apologise for. Would you like me to walk you to the counter so you can sit down?"
"I think i'll be ok" said Holly, still trying to get her bearings.
"No no, I insist" said Mr Black
"Well, I guess it can't do any harm" replied Holly.
Mr Black helped Holly up and they made their way to the counter when all of a sudden Mr Black pushed Holly into the Staff Room.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" shouted Holly, as Mr Black pushed her up against the wall.
"Don't you want to comfort an old man who is losing his wife?" said Mr Black, grinning at her.
There's that look in his eyes again thought Holly.
"NOT IF IT'S GOING TO BE LIKE THIS!" replied Holly, shouting at him.
"Hush now, we don't want people to hear do we" said Mr Black as he slipped his hand up her work shirt and onto her breast.
"GET OFF OF ME!" shouted Holly.
She tried to break free but he was too strong.
"There's no use in trying to break free. I'm too strong"
He was right, he was strong. For an old man his strength was incredible. She wondered if even Isaac was this strong.
Just then the bell tinkled, signalling a newcomer to the coffee shop.
"Shhh" whispered Mr Black
"Hello!?" shouted the newcomer.
Emily? thought Holly
"EMILY HELP!" shouted Holly
"HOLLY!?"
"IN THE STAFF ROOM!!!"
Mr Black punched Holly in the stomach and ran for the Staff Room door.
SMACK!
The door hit him in the face as the girl kicked it open and ran in. Mr Black ran at her but she was too fast, she punched him in the face and kicked him in the groin.
Mr Black fell to the floor.
"Owww..."
"OMG EMILY!!!"
"Hey you"
"I've never been happier to see you" said Holly as she grabbed Emily and hugged her.
"I would have thought so" said Emily as she looked at the writhing figure of Mr Black.
"Thankyou so much Emily" said Holly, still hugging her.
"Don't mention it, go call the cops, i'll tie this guy up" said Emily.
Holly ran to the phone and called the police.
"They'll be here in five minutes" said Holly as she walked back into the Staff Room.
"Good, the sooner this guy is gone the better"
Five minutes later the police had come and Holly, Emily, Mr Black and two police officers were sat in the coffee shop, finding out what had just happened. Emily was holding Holly, trying to get her to stop shaking.
"So why did you do it sir?" asked the bigger of the two policemen.
"No comment" replied Mr Black.
"He said he wanted comfort because his wife is dying" said Holly.
"Is this true sir?"
"Yeah that's what I said, but my wife isn't really dying. She died years ago. I've been trying to fuck her for ages" said Mr Black.
"So you were going to rape her?"
"Of course, just look at her"
"He... touched my breast..."
"I see..." said the smaller policeman
"You poor thing" Emily pulled Holly closer to her.
"Then you are under arrest for attempted rape and sexual harassment sir"
Ten minutes later and the police had just driven off, taking Mr Black to the police station for further questioning, when Isaac walked into the coffee shop.
"Holly?"














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