•Leiara•
The door to my seat is yanked open with force. And Colson lashes forward, grabs onto my wrist which happens to be the wounded one, and rips me out of the car.
OOOWWWW!!
A cry of pain tears from my throat.
He doesn't stop, he doesn't even waver. He lashes tight to my wounded wrist, and drags me down the pathway toward the door.
Along with being forced to walk on my severely sprained ankle, the pain is unbearable.
"Please…," I cry, unable to bear such pain.
"Colson please, it hurts. Please stop," I cry, pleading desperately.
"Please, please..!" My pleas are earnest.
I just want a little bit of respite. A little solace from this torment.
I've never gone through anything like this. I've never known pain like this. It's excruciating, searing.
It's… it's… I can't even say!
I try to loosen his grip with my other hand, protesting with my body to make him stop but he just drags me along like I'm a feather.
Nothing I do causes him to budge.
