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Have you ever wondered why you do so much for people when they don't return the favour? That's exactly what's running through my head right now. I've saved them , fought for them, made sure we could survive and the first thing they do is abandon me? Being a team is about working together and they seem to have changed the morals of being selfless to selfish.
Escaping has past my mind but if your wondering if they were reckless enough to leave me without hold and weapons you would be incorrect. I cannot see nor feel where i am or who I'm with because they have made sure to tie me up with rope as strong as steel. Making a noise of frustration i slightly gag on the material but hold back showing them there not going to break my walls down so easily by rope.
My ears perk up at the sound of murmurs which gradually get louder and i note in the back of my head that whoever they are they don't stand alone so in my tired and dehydrated state i wont be able to take them all without help, which sadly curly took off me straight away most probably happy to retrieve his special knife back aswell.
"what are you going to do with her mate? " i hear a high pitched voice ask and someone huff as response. Feeling a slight draft by my feet i attempt to kick them out only to remember that those animals tied my legs up aswell. The sounds stop and someone makes a 'tsk tsk tsk' sound indicates they saw my terrible attempt of kicking something (or more like someone)
" so princess , what art thy do the honours of your unwanted company and more specifically in our camp?" the higher pitched voice taunts causing me to grind my teeth.
I am not a bloody princess i think i have more chance of being compared to a unhygienic ugly cave man. The others laugh obviously knowing i cant well respond otherwise i would have ran my big mouth off by now. Once there obnoxious loud laughter dies down i feel a presence behind me causing me to shiver when there fingers brush against my kneck and i fight back my giggle because now is definitely not the time to be ticklish. My blindfold is dropped off in the matter of seconds and i purposely blink numerous times and try to make out the blurry figures in front of me.
The first man gives a sarcastic wave as i take in his features : brown shaggy hair that needs a good wash, piercing blue eyes just like the little blonde girl i met the other day , tattoos and he's wearing a simple tatty black t-shirt and black jeans.
The second man has bright blonde hair like sand, blue eyes , pale skin, medium build and height t we were in some type of room. There's only a table in the far corner and i cannot see any type of escape route so that must be behind me , there's no sign of torturing equipment so i can relax for now.
"what are your names?" i ask my voice scratchy totally ignoring his previous question trying to quardinate a plan because there is no way in hell i am staying here to be torcherd and most likely killed. Blonde is the first to speak and i notice how childlike his voice is so he cant be any older than me and he certainly doesn't look any older than seventeen.
"harry" is the last to speak who hasn't removed his forest green eyes off me. Glaring at him i can feel my wrists begin to ache and become saw but try not to wince. My glare doesn't faze him as he takes long confident strides over strides until i feel his breath hit against mine the familiar feeling of da ja vu ,
Except this time the tables have turned.