09-25-2013, 08:59 PM
Luke cursed as his mind raced almost as fast as his heart. "Jon...please..." the tone was in a begging form, completely different from his careless personality. The sight of Wolf stopping made it even worse. Luke would rather knock himself out, but Jon took all his weapons. The swollen bump from Jon hitting him in the back of the head made his thinking worse. His mind only thought about two things both of which were not looking so well, but sounded so nice at the same time. He shook his head, staring at the beach. He could swim away even cuffed. He just needed to get away. Everything was not as it should have been. Even now he was finding it hard to remember why he was even in the forest in the first place.