"Wait here"
The guy who's carrying me, an absolute giant of a man If I'm honest about it, sets me down gently in a little alcove under the stairwell. Fear takes over me and my leg starts to throb. "You're leaving?" I ask, my voice high and panicked, "don't leave me here. Please"
"It's ok"he says, taking my hands and pressing them into my thighs. "I'll be right back. Keep pressure on this, it's going to be ok".
"No, no, no, no".
I've lost ability to form sentences or thoughts. I start to cry, everything over the last week catches up to me. The fear I've buried in my subconscious washes over me in waves. The pain in my leg swallows me. I reach for Tank, grasping frantically, but my fingers can't clench. A strangle sob chokes me, my fingers closing on nothing.
"Hey no"he says, bending down to where I'm sitting on the floor. "Don't do that. Please don't do that, it's ok, I just have to get some supplies. I'll be right back, I promise"
I-i....I C-Cant....St-St-stay here". I say stuttering as a shiver takes over me." Please, T-tank,P-please don't leave me".
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