“Where are your first aid kits?”
She paused for a second, looking at me, waiting for me to give her an answer.
“It’s just bloody knuckles Asha.”
I sighed, I didn’t know why she was making such a big deal out of it, I literally had a branch going straight through me and I survived it, thanks to her but now she was worried about a little scratch on my knuckles?
“Where is it?”
She wasn’t letting up and I didn’t feel like entertaining her so striding over to her, I grabbed her, throwing her over my shoulder, startling her with my sudden movement, she froze against me for a moment before she asked me what I was doing, ignoring her I carried her over to the bedroom we had given her before setting her on her feet.
“Just behave.”
I was willing to plead with her, she didn’t know just how har
