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Gemma POV
I could feel him pressing against me, our bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces. Unfortuneatly, I didn't get to savour the feeling, because his arm was around my throat, putting pressure on my wind pipe and blocking off air.
I kicked backwards, trying to hit him in his tender spot, but obviously he had learned from our first experience, because her twisted his body, making it so that my foot merely brushed his shin. Does he know that he's choking me?
My lungs were burning now, demanding the oxygen that my body needed. I writhed desperately in his grasp, trying futiley to weasel my way out of his arms. Suddenly an idea formed in my head. I allowed my body to slacken, falling limp in his arms. Almost immediately he released his grip, and I struggled not to take great gulps of air.
Now I turned, just in time to see his concerned face twist in pain as I kicked out, this time my foot meeting it's mark. Then I was up, running into the safety of the trees, sparing a glance backwards to see him curled on the ground, his back to me. I turned back around and focused all of my attention on running in the general direction of Spence and not tripping over myself in my haste.
Tree branches whipped my face and arms, stinging my cheeks and bringing tears to my eyes. I kept my mind on the task at hand though, even though it seemed almost impossible as I heard Kartik lumbering through the trees behind me, swearing. Get to Spence. Get to Spence.
Kartik POV
I managed to get my arms around her, and focused on keeping them there, trying not to get distracted by the soft feel of her skin against mine, and failing miserably.
Her foot lashed out at me, but unlike last time, I thought to defend myself. Oh, no you dont't, I thought, angling my body and protecting my genitals. Why was she struggling so much? Surely she recognized me?
My thoughts strayed as I felt her warmth through the thin cotton of her chemise. Why she wasn't wearing proper clothing, I didn't know, but to be honest I didn't mind one bit.
My reverie was interrupted as she suddenly went deathly still. Immediately I flipped her over, realizing that maybe my grip on her neck was a bit too tight. Instantly guilt flooded over me. What if I killed her?
I was already making plans to dump the body in the lake when she brought her foot up between my legs. All of my sympathy vanished and I concentrated on expressing my feelings in the form of a string of colourful language. Somewhere in the back of my head, I could hear Gemma running blindly through the forest, no doubt thinking that I had just tried to kill her.
I managed to stand up and go after her, following the path that she had forged through the forest in her terror. I saw a flash of flame-coloured hair, contrasting with the lush green of the forest. "Gemma," I managed to croak out. "Stop!"
Gemma POV
I heard his voice, begging for me to stop. Maybe he didn't mean to... I felt a flicker of hope in my chest at the thought, however unlikely. I trudged a bit farther, then ducked to the side and backtracked a few feet.
I didn't have to wait long before he came into view, looking slightly ragged, his dark curls were decorated with twigs, sticking out in all dorections. I managed to hold back a giggle at the sight of him. "Gemma, please," he yelled to the forest, a desperate expression on his face. "I didn't mean to hurt you!".
I thought for a moment then stepped out of the trees behind him, waiting until he noticed me to say anything. "You didn't notice that you were choking me?", I spat venomously. "How am I supposed to believe you? How do I know that next time I turn my back, you won't stab me with that knife of yours?", I said, gesturing to the blade that hung at his belt.
"I wasn't paying attention!", he said, a forlorn look on his face. "Please, I'll make it up to you." He took a step towards me but I took one back, still shaken from the experience. "Gemma." The word hung in the air, making me unsure of what to do. Those big, brown eyes were looking at me with such intensity that I couldn't look away.
This time, when he moved towards me, I stood where I was. In two long strides he was in front of me, enveloping me in his arms. I melted into him, wrapping my arms around his strong frame. We stood there for a moment, then I heard his voice, light as breath, against my hair. "I'm so sorry, Gemma." I buried my face in his chest and whispered back, "I'm sorry for yelling at you, Kartik." I lifted my head and looked around. We were back in the clearing! I groaned realizing that I must have been running in circles in my wild panic. Kartik looked at me questioningly.
"What's wrong?" I sighed and looked at him. "Don't you recognized this place?" Kartik looked at me, laughter in his eyes. "You do know that all clearings look the same, don't you?" I flushed, looking for words. "I- you know- the tree-" Kartik quieted me with a finger to my lips.
Gently, he tilted my face up towards his. One corner of his mouth pulled up slightly, giving me the impression that he was restraining a laugh. I stuck my lip out into what I hoped was a perfect pout, looking up at him seductively. Suddenly something appeared in his eyes, an emotion I didn't recognize. I chill ran down my spine as it dawned on me. Passion. A pure hungry lust, that could be satisfied be one person and one person alone. Me.
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