Cw: dislocation of shoulder
"Your defiance will get you killed. Get in the trunk. This is your last chance."
"And if I-" Whumpee was knocked to the ground in an instant. Holding their jaw in surprise, they didn't have time to defend themselves before their bound hands were pulled behind their head. As they were dragged over the rough gravel, they felt a terrible pull on their shoulders.
At the car, they were not given the opportunity to stand on their own. They were yanked up, sliding the joint in their right shoulder out of its socket with a wet pop. They tried to hold back their shrieks of pain but unsuccessful, were backhanded for the noise.
"P-please, my shoulder, you can't just-" they were shoved into the trunk like a piece of uncared-for luggage.
Howling in pain, the trunk door was slammed overhead narrowly missing their nose. This would be a long ride.
