Oh god.
Was she dead?!?
I reached down and checked her for a pulse, fear welling up in my chest. All I could think of was my mother.
Her heart was beating feebly.
I picked her up like a toddler, scooping her up quickly, surprised at her lack of weight. I tossed her ever so slightly and caught her.
"Woah! You're so tiny!" I laughed.
She didn't wake up.
"Wake up, weird little homeless street rat with no soul and bad hair." I said, hoping my insults would wake her up.
They didn't.
"You're fat."
Nothing.
'Ugly."
Nothing.
"For the love of god wake up or I will slap you so hard you wont see tomorrow!" My voice trembled slightly. I had just met her! She couldn't die now!
She twitched slightly.
"Okay, so now what. We have got to get you to a doctor. Maybe if we go downtown and ask someone about who the town doctor is, we will find them and life will be good and you wont die." I rambled on to no one in particular.
The girl in my arms breathed shallowly.
"What do you think, Puppy? You look like a puppy. You know what puppy sounds like? Poopy. I'm going to call you poopy. Hi Poopy!" I laughed awkwardly. I guess I do that to break the silence. The awkwardness.
"Okay, hold on Poopy lets go..." I grabbed the girl harder and started running.
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♥ Dreams Of A Demon ♠
FantasyWhen two complete opposites, Blaze and Erro. are stuck together in a measly, dirt-poor town where they may be the others only hopes of survival can these two girls unite and survive? Even when the past lures their deaths like a snake?
