Enchanted

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3, ᴘᴀɢᴇ 12.

-Winston-

I Stood up so incredibly fast, that I could just fall back any second now, But I didn't. I kept my balance. I ran towards the door and tried to open the door by pulling the doorknob, but it stayed close no matter how hard I pushed and twirled. I knew that whatever was happening to Seth wasn't good. It was impossible for her to get out, Only the workers here have a key and sadly they took it from me when I got locked here. That was two months ago. They must have taken her, and I'm not very happy about that.

I punched the door harshly, kicked it a couple of times but nothing seemed to work. I was grumping between every punch, getting more impatient with every bone that's starting to inch. I was slowly losing my mind. That influenced my actions, cause I found myself stumbling towards Oliver and pushing him against the wall, I held his throat harshly but it just hurt me more than it would hurt him. Cause his neck started to get warmer and warmer to the point it would burn your hand if you held it there longer.

So I pulled my hand away only to be met with a malfunctioning Oliver. He was making weird buzzing sounds and his head was twisting awfully creepy. He started to shake completely and took my place. He grabbed me by the throat this time and kept his arm there real tightly, to the point I was gasping for air. ''K-K!Ll'' he kept repeating it, his tight grip tightening even more. I knew that if I stayed longer in his grip I would faint, and I just couldn't let that happen. ''O-Oliver..'' I gasped for air and struggled a lot with just saying anything.

I was giving my very strength to push him away from me but he was too strong, let alone malfunctioning which makes him even stronger. I needed to do something fast.

So I pushed myself against the wall and threw my strength frontwards, making my head hit his chest. It made him stumble backward and it hurt my head by the amount of metal that I was met with. I felt a cold breeze on my head and saw some red liquid color dripping down my face. I could tell it was blood, But told myself to worry about that later. I didn't care and just threw Oliver against the wall which made him turn off. I knew I broke him. But I would fix him later on.

I just need to get Seth out of there right now. So I held a hand on my throat and softly rubbed it against my inching skin. I wiped some blood off my face with my other hand and grabbed the strength to pull myself up again.