Liar, Liar (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7

The horse, she wants to go back for a damn horse!

That's too risky.

"I'm sure he'll be fine. Nikoli might find him and take him in as his own, who knows."

"Yeah, what if they kill him? Huh? Felip is my horse. I'm going to go with or without you, I don't care." She said sternly as she stood up from the couch.

"I just don't understand why we should go on some wild goose chase just for some stupid horse." I said as I stood up as well.

She gasped and slapped me across my face and left me stunned.

So I just looked to the side not wanting to look at her because if I do who knows what I'll do.

"For your information, he's not just some stupid horse, he's my best friend! You probably wouldn't know what it feels like to even have a friend." She said angrily.

Everything dies at some point, why can't people just accept that!

All you have to do is get over it, move on.

"You know, you're right. I don't know what it's like to have a friend. Not a real one at least. I've basically been alone for who knows how long. But I've decided to get over myself and move on."

"Just because people say you're a monster doesn't really mean you are, you don't have to live up to that label they give you. Have a heart would you?"

Well so-rry, my heart died along time ago along with my innocence.

"Unlike you, I like to cherish life for as long as I can. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't go back?" She said giving me a cold hard stare.

"Because..."

"Because what?" She spat.

"Because they'll kill you too." I moved my eyes towards her.

She sighed.

"Then come with me."

"So we can both die, they have guns and all we have is bats and kitchen utensils!" I growled turning my head towards her.

She then looked down.

A few seconds later she was holding my hands.

"You are always hurting yourself."

I looked down at my hands and they looked awful.

"It was never my intention."

She then started to do what she did to my face before.

And let me tell you, it hurt like hell. Makes me wish she didn't bother with these things, I don't care if it gets infected.

She put rubbing alcohol, ran it under the faucet water, she used tweezers to get the stuff out of my open cuts on my knuckles.

When she finished she wrapped it with white bandage wrap.

If only she could heal my scars.

"Thanks." I mumbled.

She nodded her head and put her back pack on and started to walk towards the front door.

No, I need her to go to the store to buy food!

Accidenti!

Now I have to go with her.

She walked out and I followed and locked the door.

"Once we set him free, we can come back."

"Well I wasn't planning on staying there."

I ended up grabbing the knife and bat, but I stuck the knife in her back pack and held the bat.