Nova
we arrive at the dock I’m still draped over some blonde man’s shoulder and my ribs are absolutely killing me, where his bony ass shoulder keeps digging into me. Huffing out an annoyed breath I ask, “can I walk now all my blood has rushed to my head and my ribs are sore.”
“Fine but if you try and run you will regret it understand.” He threatens his voice deep.
“Ok…jeez just put me down” I whine.
Once back on my own two feet my head spinning slightly, I close my eyes to take in a few deep breaths to calm myself down and to stop myself from emptying my stomach all over this place. The impatient blonde man takes a hold of my bicep pulling me in the direction of a large, boat his clearly not willing to give me more than a few minutes to get used to being back on my own feet again.
