I turned and walked down the main road to the infirmary, but I knocked into something large and solid. I closed my eyes as I bumped into it, rather...him. I opened my eyes, glaring into those dark eyes.

I stood frozen ans I stared at his large muscular build. I swallowed a welling lump in my throat, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the adrenaline begin to form. Before me, all 6'1" and probably 180lbs of Kiaree, my fiancée. I turned and went to run away, however he reached out and grabbed my ponytail, hauling me back to him. I gasped as I was brought backward into him. His hands clasped onto my shoulders, each one was big enough to fully cover my delicate collar bones. He let out a rough, low chuckle, more like a growl. I shuddered as my spine felt electric with fear. He pressed the front of his torso forcefully into my back.
"Oh, Audrey. I thought I'd never see you," he whispered threateningly into my ear. "I bet you were just hoping for that, weren't you? Oh, but how funny. Looks like we are here. Together, and alllllll alone." His strong hand pulled the fabric of my shirt over my shoulder. I reached up and yanked it back over my exposed skin.
I spun on my heel, face to face with the man I absolutely hated with every fiber of my being. "I swear, you will leave me alone, Kiaree. If not you will only wish you'd died in the fire of Isring or trapped in a cell of the a tower," I growled.
He only smirked. "Oh, Audrey, that's not an appealing tone to speak to your fiancée with." Out of nowhere, his hand contacts the side of my face. I'm thrown to the ground, clutching the smarting skin on my cheek. "Now, what was it you wanted to say...darling."
"Fuck you," I said as I spit in his face.
"How dare you you filthy little bitch!" He kicked my stomach. "You will speak to me with dignity and respect you vile slut! You didn't think I'd heard about you hanging all over the leader of the camp. The faggot with the black hair and the Mourner jacket. Too bad he's in love with a dead girl. Not you you miserable waste of space. Bet all you wanted was to get your grimy little claws in his pants so you could screw with him. Maybe you already have. I wouldn't put it past past you skank." I sat up beginning to leak from the split in my lip. He kneeled down bedside me, cupping my chin in his wide fingers. "Too bad that you are such a waste of a pretty face. But I guess that wont matter after I get done with you."

Was he going to kill me? Rape me? Good lord I'm shaking. That twisted look in his eyes was more horrifying than watching bodies burn. "Now," he said, leaning into my face, "I'm going to carry you to my tent. You are going to act like you are asleep. You want talk to anyone, make anyone now you are awake, or have any chance of escaping. If you don't do exactly as I ask you will forever regret it." His eyes were almost black in the dimly lit alley way. "Do I make myself clear?" I nodded. He slapped my face again. "I SAID DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!" he yelled into my face.
"y-y-yes," I said as I clutched my aching face.
"Act asleep. Now."

I did as he said and laid on the ground, trying to not be stiff, despite how edgy I was. He scooped me up and began to walk as I did my best to be limp. I tried to let me head hand over his arm and my legs loosely dangled over the other. Every step jostled me, and I knew Kiaree was closely monitoring my every move as he carried me. I had my eyes closed and my mouth barely open to seem passed out. My hair was messily strewn on my face, covering some of it. I could hear footsteps. Someone was now jogging toward us.
"Hey, you there!" CC! Thank god! Someone will help me.
"Excuse me," Kiaree replied as he continued to walk.
"Hey, wait a moment, that's Audrey." I could hear him pause a few feet from us. "I have no idea who you are, but why are you carrying her? What happened?"

"She was running from the Mourner, crying when she tripped and hit her head. I'm taking her back to my tent so she can rest."
"If she hurt herself then she needs to be returned to the infirmary. And even if she's OK, she is allowed to sleep in the Leaders quarters , not a tent." I could make out the confusion and force in CCs voice.
"I assure you, I know her very well. I'm from Isring and am a very close friend of her fathers. I was asked to protect her, but when she fled I attempted to find her. I was attacked and prisoned in the tower. I returned with the others to find her running wildly when she fell. Please allow to me to fulfill the wishes of her deceased father."

Damnit, Kiaree was too compelling. Smooth, sweet talking bastard. Someone began tapping their foot into the sand.
"I just don't think that's a good idea, man. Why don't you let me take her?"
"I can care for her. I'm more than capable."
CC grabbed my dangling hand and held it for a moment. "I'm not sure."
Kiaree was getting fed up, I could feel his chest tightening as his temper rose. "I have a women to attend to."
"Hey wait a minute!" CC said as he followed Kiaree down the road.
"What's going on? Jinxx asked, his voice off a bit in the distance.
Kiaree tensed. I felt him begin to sprint.

Notes

Sorry guys I've had issues updating! I'm trying desperately!
I hope you like this, sorry it's so short! Writers block and no time. I'm exhausted.

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