Us vs. the Apocalypse
Title: The Mess is Where I Lay
Word Count: 100
“Don’t look, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s gonna be okay.” The words left my mouth in a steady chant as I knelt behind Mason’s head, leaning over to press my forehead to his. That way I couldn’t see the rusted metal jaws of the trap, couldn’t see the splintered bone and streaming blood - I could only feel the heat of his skin, his crushing grip as I grabbed his hands and shoved hard, pressing them to the dirt. “Stay with me,” I pleaded, feeling him strain and twist as Avery gripped his belt and pinned him down. “Stay with me.”
Word Count: 100
“Don’t look, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s gonna be okay.” The words left my mouth in a steady chant as I knelt behind Mason’s head, leaning over to press my forehead to his. That way I couldn’t see the rusted metal jaws of the trap, couldn’t see the splintered bone and streaming blood - I could only feel the heat of his skin, his crushing grip as I grabbed his hands and shoved hard, pressing them to the dirt. “Stay with me,” I pleaded, feeling him strain and twist as Avery gripped his belt and pinned him down. “Stay with me.”