Thread: Shifty Eye's [Broken x Lied]

Nicole did run fast and hard away from Leo. Each second increased her confidence. He didn't grab her when she bolted, he didn't sprint and catch her within five feet, nor did she hear him running in pursuit after her. She was getting away! And yes, although the terrain was soft and muddy, it was to her benefit that her heels had straps up to her ankles. Instead of getting those stilletos stuck deep into mud and loosing a shoe, they stayed on. Nicole stumbled twice before disappearing into the woods but never to the ground. She always caught herself and saved herself a faceplant into the mud. Thirty minutes later she was standing alone atop a hill in the forest, trying to catch her breath. She could survey the terrain ahead of her for a distance before the multitude of trees took over. Nothing looked promising, and the shadows were getting long. She pressed a hand into the side of her tummy to try and stifle a side-ache. She was lost. But only when she looked down at her mud-covered heels and mud-splattered pantyhoes did she start to cry. Nicole couldn't handle this kind of fear and level of anxiety. She raised her hands to her eyes and covered them, and audibly wept as all the emotions bottled up into her throat. Leo scared her when he touched her. It was hard to tell whether he had aggressively turned her around to face him, or if she had wheeled her own self around in fright to face whatever it was. In a split second she recognized Leo, and her face quickly sat harsh against him. But the hard countenance fell away when he traced fingers from her cheek to her jawline. He confused her, greatly. She didn't know what to think of him. When he scooped her up into his arms Nicole whimpered, and clung her arms to his shoulder and neck fearful of being dropped. She didn't resist any as Leo carried her back. And there was not much opposition, either, when Leo had put her back down and goaded her towards the house. But that didn't mean she didn't like it, either. It was just obvious that Nicole had become convinced the forest was no place for her, alone. She walked a slow pace up to the door, and crossed her arms in front of her chest when she had reached it. She wasn't cold, she was just uncertain and confused about everything. Leo opened the door, and forced her inside, and then locked it shut behind them. Nicole didn't like any of this, and pretty much needed to be pushed further in order to enter the candle-lit room. If anything, she was feeling disoriented, frustrated, overwhelmed...and kidnapped. Once there, and once alone, she resided to sitting on the couch. Even though Leo had carried her most of the way back to the house, she felt exhausted. But her mind was still in overdrive, and yes, her eyes were searching the room for a phone when Leo returned with plates of food. Nicole's mouth parted, perplexed. She wouldn't lean back into the couch nor cross her legs like she usually did when lounging. She sat with her arms crossed upon her hips, with her legs pressed together from knees to ankles, slouching over the plate of food as it remained on the coffee table. She didn't acknowledge Leo as he sat on the couch next to her, eating. She was thinking...hard. She was reflecting over everything, and how exactly it was that she had ended up in Leo's house. All of this is my fault , she was thinking. I shouldn't have expressed an interest in him. I shouldn't have asked for his phone-number, nor asked to get a bite of food with him... Nicole blinked and frowned, staring at the chicken on the plate, and asked softly, Is this your idea of getting a bite to eat? ...she sighed heavily and shook her head, please just take me back to my car Leo? She wasn't hungry. She felt a little sick, actually. The silence was awful, and she ended up drifting her eyes away from the plate of food and looking at him. The discolored scar on the side of his face was visible, and she remembered staring at his side-profile as he carried her back to the house, and that scar. So...how did you get that scar on your face? Maybe she could divert him somehow, and get him talking about something.