chapter forty-three

Walking into the old abandoned building, Carl set Madison down on the ground as he wiped off the sweat on his forehead. He examined her wound with a deep frown on his face and although it was just a little scratch that would heal in days, he was still angry and bloodthirsty. He wanted to harm those that have put her in such a situation. He wanted to hear them cry out to him for forgiveness as he makes them go through so much more than Madison had experienced.

“Madison.” He called out to her while moving a few strands of bloodied hair, away from her face. He bite his lower lip as soon as she did not respond. He was very tired and quickly sat beside Madison while placing her head on his lap. He did not want her to feel sore when she regains consciousness. “Once everything is over, I’ll give you the life you deserve.” He swore as he patted her head, slowly.

For some time, there was peace and quiet as Carl just leaned on the brick wall with Madison’s head resting properly on his lap with