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She growled like a rapid wolf, legs wildly kicking around in the air as the two guards hoisted her up and roughly dropped her on cold ground.
"Fuck off," Bethany snapped saliva spluttering as she barred her teeth, sharp canines glaring at their retreating backs as they closed the cage.
She turned on her heel surveying the place around her. It was floored with straws of dried grass, brown colored mud walls caving in on her and metallic bars for a door and a random boy.
She lazily slumped onto the floor—
A random boy.
Bethany craned her neck so fast, she probably tore an important artery transporting blood to her heart.
A basket of wrangled dark curls. That's what she thought of his hair. His head was hung low, forehead pressed on his raised knees and back pressed to the cold wall. His clothes, she noticed were similar to hers, brown stained pants and equally stained oversized shirt with an addition of bare feet. There he was, in a far corner away from Bethany.
She could vividly hear his mild breath intakes, the way his chest rose and fell as though he was in a deep state of slumber.
Though he was not and she was aware. He was only pretending to be asleep to avoid her. She lunged her right leg forward, bare feet noisily rustling stray grass. His finger twitched having heard her movement. Bethany's lip twitched. Next left leg. His breath loudly hitched. She hoisted herself up standing on her legs and Bethany didn't fail to notice the minuscule movement as he pushed distancing away from her.
She raised her right foot forward taking her first step towards him—
And she froze mid-step, foot awkwardly halted in the air.
Fire on fire.
That's what their gazes were as they broke into an electric circuit. Her eyes, a blue storm clashed with his, a golden sun set. Bethany's lips parted as she took him in, thick quirked eyebrows stood above the lightest honey brown eyes she had ever seen his lids lazily fluttering shut flapping down long curled lashes that rested on his cheek bones.
A scar. She noticed slashed across his right eye, swollen and long healed from long years of unforgotten suffering. The grotesque scar extended across his right eyebrow leaving a bald line slash where hair failed to regrow.
His stance, unconcerned and lost in interest easily peered away from her and lowered his head back onto his knees.
Bethany as though breaking from a spell, closed her parted chapped lips lowering her foot that was now numb in the air onto the earthy ground. She sighed colliding her back to the muddy wall, hallow bones vibrating as she slid to the ground cautiously side eyeing the handsome boy who barely acknowledged her existence.
