Spartan "Freedom"

Ch.16

He knows I'm good, he knows I can easily deflect his attacks, so I'm sure he's going to up his game

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I could feel my eyes getting heavy as they begged me softly to rest

He saw it, I know he did

I swear i only closed them for a couple seconds... Just a couple seconds... But apparently that's all it took

Before I had a chance to even open my eyes again, I was flat against the ground, he held my body still, my arms pinned to my sides with his legs

He brought his face close to mine

And I felt a lump in my throat
I can throw him off easily... But why won't I?

He whispered in my ear, warming the side of my face with his breath

"I always get my target"

And then I snapped out of the trance I was in, I don't know what I believed was going to happen, but it was a foolish fantasy

My expression grew cold

I felt betrayed

He doesn't know who I am
But I know who he is, and I felt betrayed

I threw him off with ease and pinned him below me

Anger bubbled up inside of me

It felt no different then when Lucy betrayed me....

I couldn't stand looking at his face anymore

My hands curled up into fists, and my teeth clenched

The anger heated my body

Kill him

I thought
No, I can't,
But what I can do? Is make him wish he were dead

My fists flew to his face

Little bruises pooled up under his skin I dig my knees into his torso

My arm felt warm, but I paid no attention, there was fire in my veins, anger in my hands,

I bruitely beat him, turning his pale skin into an array of red and blue

As he layers on the ground wincing, I stood up to catch my breath

I put my hand on the warm arm, to wipe off what I thought was sweat,

I saw my hand bathed on red, and sharp pain suddenly rose up

"You son of a bitch" I whispered looking at the blood on my hands

He got me, he actually got me

He coughed up some blood before smiling at me eerily

"You got cocky, you underestimated me"

He was right, I was too busy being angry to see that he was a worthy opponent, I let my guard down and he stabbed me (literally and figuratively)

I limped to the kitchen, to see if there was any supplies in the cabinets

Then I remembered, I already scoured the house for useful things and collected them I ran over to the couch (the kitchen and the living room don't have a wall between them)

An I pulled out a ratty basket from below the couch

I had a sharp piece of glass, rubbing alcohol, cotton (actually it was probably stuffing from an old pillow or something),a long strip of rubber, and a needle and thread, as well as some other stuff that's not important right now

I tied the rubber above the wound to keep from loosing any more blood,

And I used the glass to cut of hanging bits of flesh

I hissed at the pain but kept going, I can't loose my arm too... And if I don't keep it from getting infected I will have to

I soaked the stuffing in the rubbing alcohol and braced for the pain

"Rrrraaaaa" I I grumbled, (like a yell but quieter) in pain

My breath was shaking as I rubbed it through the wound

Once it was clean I used the leftover stuffing to soak up the blood

I grabbed the needle and thread sewing the injury shut

I removed the rubber and tied my arm in the ace bandage

I caught my breath and tried to ignore the pain, but when I did, I noticed something... The sound of breathing right behind me... And a heartbeat not too far from my own

I turned my head around, only to see...

a pair of electric blue eyes staring directly at me