When Ethan and Alex wake up they sit and talk for a while. Sometimes looking at Alex's hands which are puffy red and bleeding. They look like they hurt, a lot.
I am really worried about her. Her eyes are all bloodshot and tired looking, probably from crying.
My stomach growls.
I'm so hungry.
I walk over to Ethan. He looks up with a questioning look in his eyes. "Dude, what are we going to do about lunch?" I ask.
Alex groans. She tries to rub her face the way most people so when they're frustrated but wince when her raw hands toutch her face.
Ethan looks at her with worry.
"Let me see your hands again." He says. She shows him her hands and looks almost frightened to look at them so closely. "Tell me when it starts to hurt." Ethan says.
He hovers his finger above her hand and starts moving it down. His figure toutches her hand and her face contorts into some mix of wanting, pain and anger. He presses a little harder, just barley, and she yelps with pain. Then her eyes start to water. Ethan take his hand away and puts it on her cheek, rubbing her cheek bone with his thumb.
He leans in and kisses her for a second and then whisperes something in her ear.
I walk away from where they are sitting, and back to Ella, Nita and Leah.
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Hatta Almawt
Teen FictionA group of kids struggle at life in an unknown hidden facility in the middle of the forest. Hatta Almawt. Abused and scared these 5 teens find a way to escape. But what happens after all that?
