Maple

Bol

"You're a long way from home little missy" he stated, voice hoarse and eyes heightened with darkness and intent over my decrepit wounded fragile body. "Pl-please, leave me alone" stuttering softly I tried to crawl slowly backwards under his hardened body stance levitating over me."Now why would I do that?" his expression enlightened with amusement and face tilting to the side. "I wouldn't want you to injure yourself any further" his eyes directed at my wounded and bloody side.In a rapid movement, he grabbed my leg and pulled me back to him ensuring I couldn't crawl any further away. Grunting and winching from pain, I threw my head back onto the ground resulting in a loud thud, pressing on my wounded excruciating painful side to stop more blood from seeping out. "St-st-stop" I coughed barely getting my breath stabilized.

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Pages: 48, Paperback, Wanda Craig