my hand that is holding the ax and try to keep his eyes on mine while I do it. Before I have my hand at waist level, he flinches like he was hit and rushes at me.
I try to back up to swing at him, but he swings the bat as he runs and hits the ax out of my hands.
Chapter Fifty Three
From the hit, I get bumped to the side a bit. Before I can regain my balance, he’s already reached me and pushing me into the room. It’s small and dark, I don’t even see anything until Hunter shoves me back and I hit the side of a desk. All the air gets rushed out of my lungs from the impact. I scan my surrounding s for something to use as a weapon or something, but he’s already approaching me again. He steps right up into me.
I have to lean back against the side of the desk to keep him at arm’s length.
“Hunter, why are you doing this? If something happened, we can talk about this.” I say is a rush.
“Stupid girls, always thinking you can talk you way out of things.” He says between gritted teeth, as he leans into me so that his face is inches from mine.
I try to scoot back as far as I can, but there is only so far I can get away. He was on me so fast; I haven’t even been able to process what the hell is going on. I try to think back if he was bitten at all, in the time from the Collisee to here and I can’t remember if he had. He’s acting like, like someone else that attacked me, but it’s almost off somehow. He’s been acting strange since we first met him.
Can a bite take days to infect?
I don’t think it does, at least in my experience it always worked so fast.
“Hunter, come on, be reasonable. I know we don’t know each other well, but you’re a good person. You don’t have to do this, just let me go.”
He lifts his hands, and grips my throat and begins to squeeze, softly at first before adding a little more pressure.
“You don’t know me as well as you think Maggie. Remember my ex-girlfriend?” He says inches for my face, that I can feel his breath.
I try to turn my head away from him, but his grip is too tight and I’m starting to have hard time breathing. I raise my hands now and hit at him, anyplace I can reach, but it doesn’t have any effect. So I try to pry is hands off me, as he squeezes tighter.
“She was just like you at first, always teasing me, but never giving in. You’re more stupid than her though, thinking you can show me up with your boyfriend.”
I try to scream now, but the air is trapped in my throat so it comes out as a wheeze.
Feeling my head get fuzzy, I know I won’t last much longer if he keeps choking me. Using all the strength I can, I wiggle around and try to kick at him, as I claw at his face. He yells, but inches so close to me, that I can’t move my legs anymore. His cheeks are bleeding from my scratches.
He releases one hand and pulls pack and slaps me.
My head gets tossed to the side, and he’s already chocking me with both hands, before I realize that my cheek is stinking from being hit. He squeezes me with such force now, that my head is pounding and I can’t get enough air.
The room is starting to get darker, and my hands fall limply to my sides.
“She thought she could fight me off too, but I told you we had a back break up right?” He leans close to me again, and he laughs in my face. “It must have slipped my mind to say that I was the one to end things, and by things, I mean her life.”
What he’s saying isn’t making any sense, but then my ears are ringing now, so I can’t really hear anything anyway. He grips me tighter and shakes me, as if trying to keep me awake. Opening my eyes, I didn’t even know I closed them.
I’m so tired, and I can’t breathe, I just want to sleep now.
He shakes me again, and black spots dance behind my eyes and are starting to close in around me. I don’t even feel any pain now