“Wait just a minute!” Joe said, as he pulled my arm. I tried to yank my arm away.
“Let me go!” I shouted. His grip only tightened.
“I never touched Kathy! I swear!” Joe said, pleadingly. I narrowed my eyes.
“I said let me go,” I said, and lowered my voice. He just ignored me.
“Please believe me Rosey,” he said, thinking that by using his pet name for me would change anything.
“No way in hell would I ever fucking forgive you. And don’t call me Rosey,” I hissed. Then I clawed at his arm with my nails. He shouted in pain, and let me go. I ran, dispite the intense pain in my ankle.
I cut into the woods as soon as I heard him come after me. I had the advantage. I knew these woods. He didn’t. Hang on Holly. I’m on my way, I thought.