Sixteen

The owner of the hand pivoted me, covering my mouth again, making my screams almost silent.

“It's me.” The deepness of her voice scared me even more. “Please don’t shout.” Kim removed the piece of cloth from my mouth, shoving it into the pocket of her black sweatpant. She still had her dark aura, dressed in a black sweater, black sweatpants, and black boots, but her bold eyeliner wasn’t there, making her eyes shine and look less gothic.

“Why are you here? What do you want from me?” I panted to catch my breath, glancing at the door and calculating how long it’ll take to run to the door.

“Please don’t run.” Like she could read my mind. “I’m deeply sorry for leaving you in the forest and running away. I was very scared. I promise you I’m not that bad as a person. I’d never leave someone that’s not an enemy to be in danger.” As much as I didn’t want to trust her, the calmness and sincerity in her tone seemed genuine.

“Why did you run away? I was attacked by a rogue.” I frowned, still t