Chapter 21:
Brawl
Sawyer got to his feet and stumbled into the muddy jungle floor as the man who had touched slowly advanced towards him. Sawyer rammed himself into the man with his open shirted breasts. The man elbowed him in the back of the head making Sawyer double take. The other men stood back and watched crossing their arms firmly across their chests.
"Alright, tubs. Why don't you untie my hands and I'll show you how a real man fights."
The other men seemed to look as if he didn't understand. It seemed as though, while looking at the other men, he was looking for some guidance. What seemed to be the leader of the three tall tanned men, who carried in the tortured Abigail, nodded to go ahead.
"Alright let's have it." He said motioning to the ropes with his head.
The tanned man whom he was fighting, gestured him to turn around. Slowly Sawyer did as he was asked. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, praying. Give me the strength I need to get me through this.
As soon as Sawyer finished his prayer he was kicked in his left calf sending him down on his knees.
"What happened to fighting fair? Huh?" He yelled as loud as he could muster up. "I should've known you stupid in breeders wouldn't fight fair."
In the next minute he was laying face first in the mud. His head rolled over to the side facing Abigail's.
"What is it with you people making me unconscious and making me bleed?" Maybe I should give up now?
Only they didn't make him unconscious this time. They picked him up by the arms and tied him against an adjacent tree. He sat against it looking down Abigail's semi-lifeless body. If it weren't for her the respiration, he wouldn't believe she was alive. He nudged her with his dark brown boot.
Whispering, "Abby."