Clementine:
Yorick, who had carried me only a short distance from the bed, quickly laid me down when his father stormed in with his warriors.
His hands left my sides too fast, and I swayed where I sat, my legs useless beneath me.
His shoulders jerked and his back arched as he forced himself to take control and fight back.
"If you are not going to obey, then we might as well give you the same medicine we gave her," his father yelled, making my eyebrows twitch in confusion as I looked between the family members.
What medicine? What the fuck were they talking about?
I felt like I was losing my mind, wondering what kind of evil shit was happening and how I ended up here. And why the fuck was I not freaking out enough?
"Well then do it, because I am not letting you hurt her," Yorick hissed at his father.
