Carrying Teagan in my arms, I bolted to the edge of the woods by the gas station, the urgency of the situation lending me speed. The sight of her, so broken and hurt, fueled my determination to get her to safety. Our fathers were nowhere to be seen, a small mercy in this nightmare. I wished for anything to cover my nakedness, but there was no time for modesty or hesitation.
I ran straight to the gas station, making a beeline for her apartment behind it. Link emerged from the gas station and gasped as he took in Teagan's condition. The bruises, cuts, bites, and blood that marred her skin were a testament to the cruelty she had endured.
I noticed the new clothes scattered all over the bed inside the apartment. With a huff of frustration, I quickly grabbed a shirt and shorts, pulling them o
