Father's Hatchet

Trust Is Not Easily Earned

~Micheal's P.O.V~

Every time he took three steps forward I took one step back, eventually he was 2 feet away from me again, I had to crane my neck to look up at him. He reached out to grab my arm when I pulled away quickly, he quickly backed up, I knew he was hoping I wouldn't bolt again. I looked to the side, he immediately knew what I was planning, "Hey, don't do it....I only want to help" I snorted at him. He laughed at this, "What...you think I have other plans?" he was trying to talk me into trusting him...well I wasn't buying it, I turned my body ready to run when he spoke quickly, he signaled Zach to the other side where I was planning to run, Zach did what was asked and moved so I couldn't run. Now I just felt like a trapped animal, "Running won't work....we will catch you, just come here and make it easy on all of us" I rolled my eyes and relaxed my aching body, only now did I really feel the effects of the plane crash. 

My body felt heavier then it was earlier when he managed to grab my arm and pull me towards him. Only when we wrapped his arms around me and tried to carry me out of the water did I panic and began to thrash around, "Hey!" Elijah yelled as I began to shake free, he couldn't get a good grip on my body, as the lake water was dirty with oil from the plane. Zach quickly ran up and grabbed onto my legs trying to help Elijah, this only caused me to panic more, "Zach..Zach! Let go!" Elijah said, Zach let go and put his hands up offended, "Fine I won't help with him anymore...Zach watched Elijah struggle to hold me down for a minute, "Just let him go brother, he's not worth the trouble" Elijah glared harshly as Zach before picking up a stick with his left hand, still using his right to hold me aginst him, and threw it at Zach's head. I bounced off and the two glared at one another for a moment before they both smiled.

"We can't leave him Zach...his wound are infected look at them, I hated to admit it but Elijah was right, my wounds were infected, the oil in the water just made them burn. Zach nodded, "We should take him to a clean water source, look at his left leg, there is something wrong with it as well he's really not moving it at all" Zach was right again, the pain in my hip was too much for me to move my leg so I tried my best to use the right one. The still talked as if I wasn't struggling to get away from Elijah's grip, it angered me, "See that.....bag thingy" Elijah said pointing towards the bag my step mother had given me, Zach nodded and picked it up, I tensed seeing him touch it, I already hated it when people touched my things let alone a complete stranger. "Put his stuff in it, we will take him back to our camp and I'll help him there" I gave up at those words, just letting my body lay lip in his arms, just because I gave up doesn't mean I'm going to make it easy on him.

He threw me over he shoulder seeing I wasn't planning on walking with them, or holding my body weight up. I groaned in pain as pressure was applied to my hip, "Ohh! It's not his leg it's his hip" Zach said, he was very observational it seemed. Elijah nodded and brought his hand up to my hip offering it support as he walked, my hip was already stiffening about 30 minute's into our walk, "It would be easier if we flew brother...why aren't we", Zach asked, he seemed genially confused. "I don't want to drop him" Elijah simply answered and patted Zach's head, Zach seemed to accept that answer as he continued walking, he still had my back pack on his back that contains all of my stuff...I wanted it back. I sighed and allowed myself to once again go limp over Elijah's back, he groaned and pulled me down into his arms, carrying me bridal style. I stayed limp hoping he would give up and just decide to let me go, but that didn't happen.

After a while of Elijah walking, we made it to a camp slightly larger then mine, the camp had two tents and big one and small once, Elijah carried me into the smaller tent and sat me down in something that looked like a nest. "Stay...don't even try to run" Elijah said, he was clearly irritated, his arms must have hurt too, having to hold them in the same position for so long, it was his fault, he could have let me go. I rolled my eyes and flopped myself down, ignoring the sharp pain that shot up my spine from my hip. Elijah turned and walked out of the tent, before coming back around five minutes later holding a cup of water and some kind of food, he had my bag on his back which he sat down by the tent flap before making his way over to me and sitting the food on the makeshift table. He offered me the cup of water, only I refused to take it from him, he could have put something in it to kill me..who knows.

Elijah sighed, growing more aggravated the more I seemed to distrust him, he forced the cup into my hands and stood up before backing up and watching me. Still I sat there holding the cup with a disgusted look, my attention flicking from him to the cup back and forth. He scoffed angrily and forced the cup up to my mouth, I tried to fight back but he only overpowered me, and soon the cold liquid was flowing down my throat. There is not much I could do in protest other than grab his arm and dig my nails into his flesh, which I did. This only seemed to upset him as he forced me to drink the rest of the liquid and roughly shoved the food in my mouth, I nearly choked as he tried to get me to swallow it, "Swallow!" he raised his voice causing me to flinch. The gentleness in the woods now replaced with aggravation.

I swallowed the food and frowned at him, he rolled his eyes and forced me to lay back, before slipping a hand on my hip focusing on my lower half. Heat rose to my face as he other hand traced my battered hip, "Stay still, I need to look at this" he said his tone replaced once again going back to the gentle tone from the woods. I laid back and didn't move a muscle, allowing him to work, he left and then came back with something weird looking, "I'm going to put this on you, it should help with any actual pain, but you will still be stiff" he said not making eye contact, I could have been completely ignoring him but he spoke as if I wasn't even here, almost as if the words spoken weren't even for me. It felt like an eternity when he finally backed off and examined his work, smiling to himself as if he had just won a trophy.

I scoffed at him, "You know...your a real fucking brat...a thank you would be nice" I yawned and closed my eyes, "You tired Brat?" he asked pulling me closer to him. "Sleep, when you wake in the morning we will go back to the main camp, there we will see what we are going to do with you. I let my body sink back into the nest, refusing to let my eyes close, I just looked up staring at the ceiling of the tent. "For God sakes, do I need to knock your ass out....go to sleep, I'm not going to kill you" Elijah snapped moving next to me and laying down. I was confused as to why he was laying next to me and me not being on the floor.It wasn't long before Elijah feel asleep, sometime after that my eyes felt to heavy to hold open and it didn't help that fact that the soothing warmth and slow breathing of the male next to me made me want to nuzzle closer to him.

I recalled what I said when the plane crashed, "I would give anything for someone to hold me right now".....would he if I didn't act up. Going against him and angering him would help no body, he might just end up killing me as there is no body here to stop him, but if I trust him......I could have someone here for me, and I wouldn't be alone anymore. That thought made me smile, but my smile faded as the male turned away from me, it was cold in here, no fire to keep me warm, I was next to the tent wall, him trapping me into the nest with his body. If I wanted to get out I would have to crawl over top of him, and neither of us want me to do that. At least I don't think he would want me to do that, I know he wouldn't want me do run away....I blushed as I thought of me crawling over Elijah and him waking up only to grab my hips and force me down onto his- 'OKAY MIKE' I thought as I snapped myself out of my thoughts, mentally scolding myself.

Never in a million years would I say this out loud, but Elijah did look good, one of the best looking men I have seen. Then again he isn't even human, so even if I wanted to be with him it would never work, I groaned quietly wishing he would turn around and cuddle me, 'I barely even know they guy and I already want to cuddle' I think disgusted of myself. I looked around the room for something for me to do, but I ended up finding nothing, after a while I gave up and started to let sleep take me away, then it hit me. I could so easily run away right now....what's stopping me?

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My bad this is quite a bit smaller then last chapter...

-Fox Out