Nina and Jack have another surprise encounter and Nina manages to gain
upper hand and knock Jack out...(yeah,right...) :)
FROM NINA'S POINT OF VIEW
He fell hard and lay inertly at her feet. Nina let the crowbar fell from
her hands and knelt beside him instantly. As his hatred and rage
disappeared due to lack of consciousness, her own rage and resentment
strangely froze inside her making place for the feeling she couldn't
describe and moment later for the feeling she didn't want to name.
She leaned over him in some kind of stupor for a moment and then her palms started traveling over his body checking for broken bones or other unseen injuries.
Her fingers touched his legs, chest and arms feeling bones, tendons and muscles there, exploring gently but firmly at once, in similar way that she touched Jack during their lovemaking...so long ago.
The memory in itself and comparison that her mind made startled her and she looked into his face - his stern features were relaxed in unconsciousness making him look peaceful and vulnerable.
He got nosebleed from their earlier 'actions' and a thick stream of dark, red blood ran from his left nostril and into his parted lips making his teeth look bloody.
She traced his pale lower lip with her index finger and her eyes lingered at his closed eyelids as she marveled (as always) at his unbelivably long and thick, blond, almost translucent eyelashes.
She saw them flutter softly as he tried to open his eyes, slowly waking up. He moved very slightly and she tensed immediately but then powerful spasm of pain twisted his features, which relaxed back seconds later as he instantly lost consciousness once again.
Her palm trembled for a moment over his pale cheek but then she collected herself, took her hand away and shouted to two thugs waiting in distance - OK,Let's move him!- Her voice harsh , her heart freezing again. FROM JACK'S POINT OF VIEW He fell and connected hard with concrete, the impact doubling the pain and making him pass out immediately, bringing darkness in.
He didn't know how long it lasted but eventually, as if trough dense fog he felt little, feminine hands all over his body, pressing gently on his legs, arms and chest. Trough the veil of pain he felt strange tenderness and care of this touch.
He sensed it was h e r but he simply couldn't move. He knew he had massive nosebleed, felt wetness under his nose, blood flowing down into his mouth, it's unmistakable, well known salty, iron taste in his throat. Weakness that overtook his body was so great that he was like ragg doll, powerless ,totally at her mercy.
He felt her fingers on his lower lip and he tried to open his eyes, managed even to move very slightly but then sudden,terrible spasm of pain shot from his lower back along his spine making him faint again. ***************** They were together on this again.To the end.The end of one or the other life...
Insane hatred and desire mixed with some kind of deformed, sick love that came to life against their will ,were placing them together again and again in course of almost surreal events. ******************
She leaned over him in some kind of stupor for a moment and then her palms started traveling over his body checking for broken bones or other unseen injuries.
Her fingers touched his legs, chest and arms feeling bones, tendons and muscles there, exploring gently but firmly at once, in similar way that she touched Jack during their lovemaking...so long ago.
The memory in itself and comparison that her mind made startled her and she looked into his face - his stern features were relaxed in unconsciousness making him look peaceful and vulnerable.
He got nosebleed from their earlier 'actions' and a thick stream of dark, red blood ran from his left nostril and into his parted lips making his teeth look bloody.
She traced his pale lower lip with her index finger and her eyes lingered at his closed eyelids as she marveled (as always) at his unbelivably long and thick, blond, almost translucent eyelashes.
She saw them flutter softly as he tried to open his eyes, slowly waking up. He moved very slightly and she tensed immediately but then powerful spasm of pain twisted his features, which relaxed back seconds later as he instantly lost consciousness once again.
Her palm trembled for a moment over his pale cheek but then she collected herself, took her hand away and shouted to two thugs waiting in distance - OK,Let's move him!- Her voice harsh , her heart freezing again. FROM JACK'S POINT OF VIEW He fell and connected hard with concrete, the impact doubling the pain and making him pass out immediately, bringing darkness in.
He didn't know how long it lasted but eventually, as if trough dense fog he felt little, feminine hands all over his body, pressing gently on his legs, arms and chest. Trough the veil of pain he felt strange tenderness and care of this touch.
He sensed it was h e r but he simply couldn't move. He knew he had massive nosebleed, felt wetness under his nose, blood flowing down into his mouth, it's unmistakable, well known salty, iron taste in his throat. Weakness that overtook his body was so great that he was like ragg doll, powerless ,totally at her mercy.
He felt her fingers on his lower lip and he tried to open his eyes, managed even to move very slightly but then sudden,terrible spasm of pain shot from his lower back along his spine making him faint again. ***************** They were together on this again.To the end.The end of one or the other life...
Insane hatred and desire mixed with some kind of deformed, sick love that came to life against their will ,were placing them together again and again in course of almost surreal events. ******************