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Tied – Chris – Cornflakes – Coke – Superman – Death
"Here, I brought you something to eat," Chris's voice hissed quietly. "Can you sit up?"
Groggily, I struggled and groaned a little, to no avail. Plastic clattered on the concrete floor before his hands slid behind my back, supporting me as I tried to sit.
A flash of pain. I gritted my teeth. I wouldn't let on how much it hurt.
Even in the dark, he noticed something wasn't right, but he didn't mention it. He draped a blanket over my shoulders as he moved to sit partly behind me, so that his body supported my back.
My instincts threatened to shrink away from even this benign body contact, but exhaustion got the better of me. My body sagged against him, with just a blanket between us. All the while, I told myself, He won't h
