October 20, 2020
Run. I need to run as fast as I can!
Putting those words in her mind is way easier than done. It's not that she's not willing to do it (who's not willing to do something in order to save their lives?) but in some reasons, her legs and knees down to her feet, which she thought were capable of sprinting, were unbelievably became wobbly (like a scene when your crush pinned you on some locker at your school and your heart started to beat faster and your knees turned into a jelly... unfortunately, it's not the same situation the character was in.) and as if she was wearing a shoes that weigh as heavy as a boulder, it was hard for her to lift it away from the ground.
'Why? Why can't I just fly?'
So weird for our character to ask that but I guess that is usual when you're so desperate to stay alive until the last chapter and live longer than the writer wants you to.
Cry. That's the second to the last choice remaining for her to do. The last one is to die. The tears that was flowing out of her eyes blurred her sight and that's not good, not really when it's making your vision unclear having a possibility to trip over a dead body, unluckily it happened to her.
She whimpered in pain, her hands started to bleed. Gathering her last hope and energy in her body, she crawled her way towards the end of the hall.
Without the certainty of what's waiting for her there, she crawled for her life like a worm, and if she's not in a circumstance where her life was in line, she could definitely get up and slap me right on my face and say "hell you had a gut to compare a beautiful lady like me to a worm" but again, this is a scene where she couldn't do that so let's continue to the story.
She ended up at the balcony. Great. Now what's next? Going back, the last choice is to die and the hell she would choose that. She grasped at the cold metal that blocks the people away from death caused by falling down to the ground.
She heard a scary growls enough to make her shiver. Looking down, she was currently at the third floor of a large villa. If she jumps with a hope that superman could catch her, she will definitely die because I will never put superman in this story and that's the time when she realized that she don't have any choice because it's a dead end and she's going to die either way.
'If I jump and fall by my head, that will be going to hurt like hell and if that scary creature bite me to death, still it will going to hurt like hell!'
Can't decide anymore, she looked at where the growls were coming and she saw it. Her body froze. Heart started to pound faster, tears gushing out of her swollen eyes. The thought of dying early pains her whole system. She can't believe she will die virgin although that's not the point. Hilariously, she somehow managed to grieve about dying untouched while she was crawling minutes ago.
She closed her eyes and prepared herself from her incoming death. She heard a loud running footsteps coming to her but instead of a bite, an arms wrapped around her firmly, and the next thing she knew was she's flying, yes and no because without a second, she can feel the invisible force pulling her down.
Too fast like a free fall but without a parachute.
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Vicious eyes, furrowed brows, messy hair dyed in purple matching the pale lips that seem dry.
That's how Nayeon described what the young lady looks like while she was scanning the girl's face.
"Ah!" she cried out being surprised at how rough the woman, who's name was still unknown, treat her.
'please be gentle' she wanted to say that but with those fierce stare, her mouth lost its function and just let the girl do as she please.
Another set of moan rolled out from Nayeon's mouth as the pain she has been feeling doubled when the lady added a pressure on the aching area of her body.
She shut her eyes, bit her lower lip and grabbed the nearest pole she could hold onto just to counter the torment her body received.
As long as I want to make this looks like they were doing something lewd, I just can't so...
The unknown girl's face contorted into disgust before turning away from her.
Nayeon stared at her right hand that was already covered with a piece of cloth. It really did stop the bleeding of her wound but the immense pain remained still.
She averted her eyes towards the only companion she had and the girl was busy struggling to treat her own badly injured hand.
"W-Would you want me to help you?" Nayeon asked.
"With that state of your hand?" the girl scoffed before turning her head a bit, giving her a side glance.
"If there's a thing I would want you to do, that is to shut your mouth" the girl answered with an ill-mannered tone.
Nayeon's mouth went ajar.
'How rude' that's the words she kept only in her mind as she stayed quiet watching the other tightened the knot using her strong teeth and Nayeon swore that's the coolest thing she ever witnessed in her life.
The young woman lifted her hand and checked if it was properly binded and as soon as she made sure of it, she leaned on the cold wall before letting her lids to rest.
Nayeon who was watching the other all the time, found herself being sleepy too. The night was still young but a lot of things happened so sudden in just a day she almost forgot the most of it.
Vivid scenes flashes in her mind together with the sounds of cries ringing inside her ear. Her eyes went wide open and it took less than second to became teary. Her whole body trembled and her lips quivered. Different emotions flowed through her system it felt overwhelming.
She bit her lips and muffled her cries then her gaze went to the girl who was sleeping opposite to where she was seated.
Again another set of flashbacks crossed her mind and at that time she wondered what could happen if the young lady didn't show up or she came later than that moment.
She broke into a crying mess, sobbing hysterically because of the possibility that she might be dead right at the moment if that really happened.
Focused on her own emotions, Nayeon didn't notice that the lady stood up and moved to sit beside her.
She listened to the girl cry like a kid being lost at the amusement park.
'What should I do to stop her from crying? What should I do to make her calm? Do I need to calm her at the first place?'
Being worst at conversing, she sat there silently while contemplating what she should do. After some time, the weeping stopped and she felt a head slightly leaning on her shoulder.
She sighed as she observed the girl looking pitiful on her current state. Awkwardly, she adjusted herself to make the girl comfortable on the position although that means putting herself into discomfort.
Convincing herself that the girl is already at ease, she decided to sleep again or rather rest her eyelids only because she couldn't afford to keep herself off guard when they are surely in a life and death matter situation.
Now what will happen tomorrow? Uncertain of everything, she could only think of the worst situations they may encounter the next day or let say hours.
If that's so, then the only choice left is let the fate play its game until it is satisfied on the results.
She gritted her teeth in anger.
"Game you say? Then let me play it too"
