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"Are you really that stupid?" His tone was flat, causing Rose to momentarily falter with her comeback.
"Just because of your misguided feminist ego, you're willing to stay in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by woods with potentially rabid predators lurking around you closer than you think, all because you're too proud to follow a simple order?" He spoke with a hint of disdain before shaking his head.
"People of this time," he muttered, rolling his eyes and looking away from her.
"You're from the same era, genius." she finally remarked, though admittedly not finest of her usual comebacks.
Looking deadly serious, he began to stride in her direction, his face a mask of arrogance and stoic, his eyes deadly still.
A breath was caught in the confines of Rose's throat as she willed herself to stand her ground and not shrink back like she really wanted to do when he came to stop flush before her.
Barely any substantial distance left between the two.
Slowly he raised his hand, though the movement was simple and not even hasted, she instinctively flinched back a little, not knowing why herself.
Did she think he was going to hit her?
Well, how can she know he wouldn't.
Her eyes were still smacked shut when she felt a smooth gliding movement swiping on the side of her temple and felt the wet sensation once more that she forgot about.
Rose opened her eyes to see the retracting slim nimble fingers that were now covered on the tips in blood. Her blood.
"This. This is why they are closing in on us." he observed his own finger tips that were covered in her blood.
He looked like a maniac doing that in Rose's mind. He looked like his tongue was about to dart out and lick a taste.
But he didn't. He surely would have looked like a psychopath if that came to pass.
"You are practically that steaming piece of turkey leg they showed in cartoons you watched as a kid. But this is no kids show. When they bite you, it will hurt like a bitch. So don't come crying to me then; because I aint staying for that fiasco." he hissed, his every breath hitting her face like his sharp words; making her blink rapidly.
With that he turned around to walk away. A few paces away he still didn't turn around to see if she left or not.
He really was not going to care if she safely leaves, or if her car even starts or not. What a gentleman!
"I'd rather get eaten than come crying to you, you coward." she mutters under her breath watching his retreating back, glaring holes in his back with her eyes.
To her surprise he turns and glares back at her. Did he hear her?
"Coward is better than being a brainless dim-wit." again he deadpanned and irritated the hell out of Rose.
"You imbecilic moron!" she yelled back angrily.
With a scoff, the man turned away from Rose, waving his hand in sarcastic encouragement. "Good idea, keep screaming. Tell them exactly where you are, they'll pounce on you much faster. And I'll get that time to walk away." Then, without bothering to look back, he continued walking away, leaving Rose behind.
Okay, that was enough for her to come to her senses and shut up.
She looked about realizing how dark it was in the woods that were currently everywhere she could turn her eyes.
Images of vicious predators just beyond the tree line with glowy eyes slumping lower to pounce at her any moment flooded her mind and she shivered rubbing her arms with her palms in a futile effort to get her warm. Here fingers were just as frozen.
He was now at quiet a large distance and was still walking in the opposite direction without caring to look back if she was still there or have already become something's midnight snack.
"I hope he gets his conceited, anti-feminist ass chomped off by a female puma tonight." hissing Rose finally turned to her car in hopes that it will start up. Because if it doesn't she doesn't know what she will do.
The handsome stranger was certainly not going to be a big help since his insides were completely rotten with his self centered bullshit. And even if he would help, she would gladly die than take his help!
Maybe she was a dim witted egotistic feminist who's gonna get killed for it tonight. But he was being mean for absolutely no reason whatsoever! It wasn't even about man or woman, he simply had it out for her and Rose couldn't fathom why.
Praying with however many holy dialects she remembered, Rose tried starting the car with her eyes pinched. Her heart lurched with excitement when the engine revved up with all it's might.
Yeah good feminist luck! Yeah Ferrari!
Quickly reversing the car that did make a few funny noises but worked nonetheless, Rose threw a look at her rearview mirror.
She expected to see the same man still casually strolling down the long unwinding road most likely thinking whatever came out the forest would take her first instead because she was stupid and dumb and he was high and mighty.
But to her surprise he was gone in thin air, nowhere to be seen.
Did her curse came true and he got eaten?
Rose for a second paused and then shrugged her shoulders.
Well, then I better leave quickly whilst they are busy gorging his spoiled insides.
Poor animals are gonna have a bad stomach for days! She thought driving away in the direction back to the town.