<div class="floatleft">(http://img004.lazygirls.info/people/louise_cliffe/louise_cliffe_louise_cliffe_10_pTYYfVZ.sized.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Elena Josephine  Evens<br/><strong>Time</strong>:about a year ago<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:random NPC, Jack<br/>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=62629426)<br/><br/>Elena was well on her way to wasted as time passed by. Her 'friends' around her never thought to tell her to slow down. It always seemed she could handle her liquor. Her body was tingling and she embraced the numbness that spread through her system. Her hands playing along her form every once and a while. Simply enjoying the way it felt, and the men around her certainly enjoyed the show. She didn't notice the man from earlier watching her from time to time. Or had any idea on what he was planning for her.<br/><br/>She teased and flirted her way to several more drinks. The shots burned and warmed her body to the point that she had to take off her jacket. The tank top clung to her hot skin. Giving a teasing image of the body that lay beneath it. Her eyes wondered the bar from time to time and saw someone she actually knew. Well at least sort off, the hot biker that brought his rig to the shop from time to time. She had worked on it every time he showed up. Jack was his name if she remembered correctly. Elena remembered the thoughts that came to her mind the first time she had ever seen him. And they only made her body tingle more. Shaking her head she turned away from him before she did something she would regret. Ordering another drink she fished through her pockets for more money. Elena didn't need or want to bring anyone into the mess that was her life. No matter how much the urge to walk over and talk to him poked at her.<br/><br/>Groaning Elena realized she was out of money. But that didn't last long as the guy from before walked up and smacked some cash on the counter. Looking at the rough looking guy she smirked as if she could care less what he was thinking. Or how intimidating he seemed to everyone else.<strong>"What you want to lose again?"</strong>she asked but took the drink anyway.<strong>"No I just want to make sure you get your fill."</strong>he said giving her a crocked and slimy smile. She took a step back and shrugged,<strong>"OK your money. Thanks Bud."</strong>she said and waved him off. He grabbed her wrists and squeezed,<strong>"You shouldn't be that way towards me babe. You'll live to regret it.</strong>'he said in a low tone. Elena simply laughed and pulled her wrist free. Stumbled a bit but caught herself,<strong>"Not likely.</strong>' she said and turned away from him.<br/><br/>The man whom others knew as Mark growled but turned and walked away from her and out the bar. She laughed a bit and drank her beer down. Her body swayed a bit and even as she went to get a refill the bartender cut her off. Pouting lightly Elena shrugged it off and grabbed her jacket. She wasn't going to fight it when she was already feeling perfectly numb. Waving and saying goodbye to the people she had been hanging out with. Elena walked out towards the parking lot. Fully intending on getting on her bike and driving home despite her intoxicated state.<br/><br/>But as she headed down the dark parking lot towards her bike. Elena suddenly felt hands on her body, hands that jerked her body back and tossed it towards an ally by the bar. A serious of curses escaped her lips as she hit the ground with a thud. Her whole body felt jarred form the sudden impact with the asphalt. Looking up she saw Mark standing above her. Groaning Elena stood,<strong>"Damn it man I'm too tired to play with you. Go the fuck away."</strong>she said brushing her body off a bit. He growled and grabbed her and slammed her against the brick wall. "I'm done playing you little slut." he said and forced his lips against hers. Her hands pushed against the man’s chest but he didn't budge. And in her drunken state she couldn't muster any more strength. When he finally broke the kiss she smacked him. "<strong>Fuck you."</strong>she barked back struggling against his grip. He laughed and started to rip at her jeans with one hand, as his other arm pinned her against the wall. "<strong>No I'm going to fuck you. You owe me that much you little bitch."</strong>he said as he struggled to get her jeans off while she struggled. Fear started to grip her and she tried to call out but was cut off with a punch to the gut.<br/>