Focusedheart
Through all, smile. Through the worst, smirk.
Mary rubbed her wrists a little once the ropes were free. Then she picks up Smokey and held her to her chest. It was impossible for her to keep the fear out of her expression. She was afraid but she couldn't tell anymore what she was really afraid of anymore, was it just him or from the stalker as well? She didn't know anymore.
When he told her to leave, she could see the hurt in his eyes when he reached for her. She realized she wanted his touch but when he pulled away and just motioned for her to leave, she wanted to stay for him. Her body felt weak and she was trembling but she seemed to be in a state of shock as she nods to him a little and does as he told her. She left.
She leaves, running with Smokey in her arms back to the house. Once she got there, she closed the door but didn't lock it. Her head was pounding from the side effects of the drug the stalker had used to knock her out. Gently she put Smokey down and managed to make it to the couch before she collapsed onto it. The blanket there, she pulled it close to her. It smelled like him. She closed her eyes, her body still shaking and trembling.
When he told her to leave, she could see the hurt in his eyes when he reached for her. She realized she wanted his touch but when he pulled away and just motioned for her to leave, she wanted to stay for him. Her body felt weak and she was trembling but she seemed to be in a state of shock as she nods to him a little and does as he told her. She left.
She leaves, running with Smokey in her arms back to the house. Once she got there, she closed the door but didn't lock it. Her head was pounding from the side effects of the drug the stalker had used to knock her out. Gently she put Smokey down and managed to make it to the couch before she collapsed onto it. The blanket there, she pulled it close to her. It smelled like him. She closed her eyes, her body still shaking and trembling.