A Thousand Years | 𝐆𝐮𝐆𝐮

Chapter 4|sᴀᴠᴇᴅ

They both stared at each other as he uttered those.

The apple lay sad and innocently on the cold ground as Lady Crane looks away from the staring match. Her forehead is throbbing from the impact of his throw and she tried to wiggle out of the tight rope tied around her.

He only looks at her movements with an annoyed glare.

"Fuck it. I'm out of here." He mutters and waved goodbye at her.

She's going to die soon anyways. A weak girl like her couldn't survive the holy war. Only those who have strength will remain standing. She isn't that, so she's going to die in this dead forest soon. Alone.

Whatever.

He should just tell his slumbering father that he haven't seen her yet. He plans to go to different battlefields and partake on the war for fun.

"Wa-Wait!" Lady Crane wiggles again and tried calling for her magic to assist her.

Her bruise in her forehead started to heal on its own and the rope around her slowly disentangled itself. She tripped while she hurriedly ran to his direction.

He was atleast 10 meters away from her. He simply strolled as if he didn't care about his surroundings. Lady Crane attempted to reach out for him. Her hands tried to grip his scarf when he suddenly swiveled around and glared at her very very hard. Daring her to do those with his dilated eyes in contempt. 

"Go away." He grit out.

"I-I don't know where to go."

"Not my problem. Leave me the fuck alone. I don't fucking talk to weaklings."

Lady Crane frowned at him.

"Why are you mean to me? I didn't do anything bad to you." She whispers and walks beside him.

Her bruises are no longer in her forehead and she looked fine now, though her face still screams exhaustion.

Lady Crane wanted to get him know better. There is just something about him that intrigues her. He seems like someone who can complete her. Whenever he is near, her soul mourns for him.

She doesn't know if the pull is the same for him. She silently walked beside him as she can feel his demonic aura resonating around. His shoulders were tensed and he looked like someone who would pounce the moment she do something suspicious.

"Why are you still following me?" He asked her the moment they hit the 30-minute walk.

"I have nowhere to go."

"What? Did the bitch threw you out the heavens?" He snorted and imagined the scenario.

That would be phenomenal.

"Who?" She tilted her head to the side and looked at him genuinely.

His mood turned sour again. He doesn't really know if she is faking those reactions of her. Sometimes he thinks that she's just messing with him that's why he isn't dropping his guard around her.

She maybe weak but she's still an angel. The knave freaks.

"The bitch." He emphasized and grinned at her mockingly. "Your mother, idiot."

"Oh." Lady Crane nodded and thought hard. "First, my mother is not what you called her. Second, she didn't threw me out the heavens." She answered his question.