I feel like these get worse and worse, lol, but I hope you enjoy them anyway. This week's prompt: "anger"

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"I'm okay. Go, go."

Her voice quakes even as she firms her feet and moves to stand, slowly, gingerly, but moving all the same, and Daryl can only spare a second of admiration before he's turning away from her, his hand trailing across her back, her shoulder blade, down her arm and to her fingertips. Then he's running down the hall, and when he reaches the end, he drops his pack and body slams the kid into the bookshelf. It pins the boy down, and that's where he'll stay. He doesn't get to walk away.