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It was Vylad and Y/n. The two who have known each other for oh-so-long. But when the two's love for each other grows- it'll start to crumble. Being questioned as the days go by. This goes on for days, weeks, months, heck even years. But wi...
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Remember you can listen to the song up above if you wish, it perfectly suits this in my opinion.
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" Vylad . . . . "
You manage to choke out , trying to catch his attention. But he just pays no mind to you , and continues running. He won't stop , he won't take up any request to find food or water , heck he won't even answer to you when you begin to sob through the amount of pain you're feeling at the moment. Yes , that's right , at the moment you are feeling so much pain from your two wounds. The one near by your ankle , the first time you were shot , and the one with the poisoness bullet that basically put you at deaths door. He doesn't care to listen or pay any mind to it. Just continues to run with you in his arms as you pass countless needy and pleading people either stuck under rubble or simply asking you for food or water. Maybe even if they could join you , of course because they don't even recognise who Vylad is.
" Vylad p - please stop . . . . "
You beg , but again come only to no avail. Even if you say you think you were bitten , you are sure he wouldn't stop. Where was he going ? You've asked more than once , but he hasn't answered. Which is now beginning to annoy you and you just want him to pay attention to you. And he's taking full advantage of you basically not being able too move.
It's been hours , countless hours , you're starving , tired , and at this rate not even Vylad has broken a sweat from all the running ! You're continuing to plead as much as your throat will let you talk , you try to control your breathing as much as your heart race will let you , and you're trying not to pass out. But nothing's working.
Yes , you haven't yelled at Vylad yet , that could work if you put him under shock or fear but that will also attract creepers. Seen as during this run you've gotten a bit of information about those things , that noise attracts them and so does blood and the movement close up of a human. If you stayed completely still they're nieve enough to not notice you , seen as motion sets them off. But noise will attract them and you can't risk that , especially when you can't fight in the state you're in. But you guess if yelling will snap Vylad out of it , it's something you'll have to do . . . .
" VyLad . . . . ! "
Nothing . . . .
" VyLAd . . . . ! "
Nothing . . . . .
" VYLAD . . . . . ! "
Still nothing . . . .
Here goes nothing . . .
" VYLA - OW ! "
During mid word in speaking , you strain yourself so much that you open your wound back up. The one that put you at deaths door , unfortunately given by Ramsey. Your weak and limp arms both fly to your wound and clutch it as blood spills out. Your stomach is bare and so is were you were shot so when the blood spills out it just pools down the side of your stomach and all over your stomach to , a lot dripping onto the ground and some spilling on Vylad's shirt. Right now your whole stomach is a bloody mess , anyone could easily presume your skin has been ripped off and you're bleeding bare at this moment.
