Help. Chapter 2
"Oh, look it's my little Ollie." Kal said with a sickly sweet smile. He knew the faking an attack on the woman would get his attention. He turned back to said woman. "You can go." He growled at her. She didn't give it a second thought. She ran straight for the hills. Oliver opened his mouth to speak. No words came, though. "So, you're speechless to see me." Kal walked closer to him. "I'm touched." He said. He took a couple steps towards him. Now, their were only a couple inches between them. Oliver swallowed. He gathered up all of his courage and went to step back a little.
A hand gripped his arm with crushing strength. "Now, now, don't do that." Their was that smile again. "You'll hurt my feelings." He gripped his other arm. Oliver was scared out of his wits. His mind was screaming for Clark. Before he knew it he was thrown hard on to the ground. Then Kal was straddling him. Oliver finally woke up. He started pounding and clawing. This wasn't going to do anything. The chill bit at him as his tunic was ripped off. Oliver's eyes started to tear up. This was it.
