#126 (Action) Running/Jogging
You sat forward with your hands on your pulled up left knee. You brow furrowed in concern as you watched the blonde sprinting down the track. You watched as she turned on a dime and sprinted back towards you. You held your breath as she started to jog in place. Her eyes turned to meet yours. Her head tilted to the right as she slowed her jog down.
You held up the water bottle and smiled softly.
She stopped jogging and just stared at you. Breathing in harshly. She finally began to walk towards you. She stopped in front of you, and looked up into your eyes. You silently handed her the bottle. You watch as she takes a few sips. Then a healthy drink from it.
"How long have you been here Veronica?" Betty husked out as she placed the bottle on the cement next to your feet.
"Perhaps a half hour after you B." You spoke.
Betty turned around to face the track. "I felt like a run is all." She leaned against the cement wall.
"You left without a water bottle." You spoke a little sharply. You sighed deeply. "You can't do that B."
She sighed. "I know." She shook her head. "I just had to get out of that house. I honesty wasn't thinking."
"That what scares me." You whisper.
Betty turned around her blue green eyes lifted to meet your own. "I'm sorry Veronica." She reached up to touch your leg.
Brows furrowed; "How many times in the past have you gone running unprepared?" You snapped. Your fear overcoming you.
Your left hand lowered to place on top of her own. "Come to me B. You know I can keep you safe."
She sighed. "Sometimes I need to run. I know I can't outrun everything. But it feels if I don't run sometimes then I'm going to explode."
Her eyes lowered.
"I hate her even more." You growl low in your voice.
Her head twisted to the side as she tries to hide the raw anger in her eyes.