ʝυℓу 10тн, 2009
"No really, I'm ok, I don't want help!" Your heartbeat quickens as the man stalks closer.
For all you know he could be using that cloth for knocking you out and using you for sex trafficking!
Beginning to back up, you were already thinking of possible ways out of this.
He could be totally harmless but he has a somewhat dirty cloth, the man himself looks like he spent the past two days snorting up you know what and lastly... he's alone in the woods; so if that wasn't enough reason to keep your guard up I don't know what is.
Before you could even comprehend what's happening the man grabs your foot and drags you somewhat underneath him. A cold chill runs down your soar spine giving you the strength to kick the man in the face with your good leg.
He leans back on his knees in shock before actually trying to make another grab. Sadly he did... dragging you back into the exact same spot.
This time you kicked and screamed with all the force your fragile body could offer.
You claw at the dirt underneath trying to make an escape before he finally puts weight on the lower part of your body, grabbing the injured leg.
"Stop. Moving."
His voice lowers.
What happens next shocks you to your very core.
The man cautiously takes your shoe and sock off, glancing every now and then at your expression to see if it hurts.
He takes the cloth and slowly wraps it around your foot.
"You have to be careful, kid. The world is a tough place just waiting to swallow idiots like you whole—"
"And you're speaking from experience I suppose?" You spit the words out like a bitter sweet remedy, your mind not even paying attention to the filter that's mostly always off for you.
He lets out a sigh at your response.
"Look all I'm trying to say is that worse case scenario I'm a kidnapper, murderer or rapist; and trust me, kid with your body and the clothes you wear... you gotta be careful."
Yeah you hate this dude.
"Woah, slow down there, buddy I'm only thirteen."
He looked up at you with an expression mixed of shock and disapproval.
"I meant that you look weak.
Y'know for a kid you really do speak and think like an adult."
He continues to put your sock and shoe back on.
"Thank you."
"It's not a compliment—"
"_______?"
The both of you look in the direction in which the voice came from.
Oh shit it's Brian.
Right when u thought this couldn't get any worse.
"Oh, hey there. I— I babysit this feisty girl... and... um..."
"I'm just helping her, she broke her foot."
Brian's face filled with dread.
What was he going to tell your mom?
"Oh... thank you...–"
"It's Tim. You're Brian, right?"
You squint your eyes at Tim, a look of confusion painting your face as you shuffle further away from him.
"Yes, again, thank you. I should be—"
"He never mentioned his name, man."
The air fills with tension from your words.
"You're right... how do you know?"
Tim gets up slowly, making his way face to face with Brian.
"I'll tell you if you lead me to the ark."
Brian stares at the man, a small smile tugging at his lips.
"So it's you it told me about."
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