across from me. Grrr! Can't he stop grinning? That's more than nerfing. If my arm didn't hurt so badly, I'd show him what to grin! But unfortunately I can't prove that to him.
Shaking his head, he puts the box next to him. I'm excited to be watching. He opened the box and rummaged around in it. My curiosity grabbed me and made me lean forward a little so I can see what's in the white box. But then something happened that I didn't expect.
With a quick wave of his hand, this boy grabbed my arm.I couldn't even react that quickly, and I only noticed it when his grip tightened on my upper arm. The panic rose in me, and I hastily tried to free myself from under the handle.
"Hey! Let go of me! Can't you hear!" My pathetic sounding words didn't seem to bother him. I turned back and forth with full strength, but nothing happened. The boy just didn't want to let go of me. I notice how he looks into my green eyes, which twisted slightly. Alright! If you don't want to hear, you have to feel.
My free hand reached out to give the boys a juicy orange fig. His grinning face finally disconcerted me, my hand approaching his face. But unfortunately I didn't notice that he also has a free hand. This easily absorbed the coming danger. And again I couldn't do anything against him. The red, shiny eyes examined me, as if they wanted to reassure me.But my fear did not subside. I also began to shiver slightly all over my body. My ears were turned back, and my eyes were full of fear and fear. Although I was pretty close to the boy, I still tried to gain as much distance as possible and reflexively turned a little backwards. I hated it when someone tried to get too close to me with violence. There was next to no point in that. I'll never get used to that.
The boy's grin eased, and his grip also loosened a bit, seeing that it was causing me pain. Then he raised his voice.
"If you sit still, you'll be over it faster!" He uttered gruffly. What other choice did I have? I couldn't flee, neither did I, let alone feel good. Apparently I had to go through that. But I still don't know what he wants to do.
“And what do you want to do?” I was a bit surprised that my voice sounded low and scared.Hopefully this boy is not imagining it. Because I can also get uncomfortable.
So I look questioningly at the boy who did not answer. He reached into the box and took out a smaller bottle that contained a brown liquid. Now I understand! He wants to define my wound for me. All the same, a stone from my heart. I've already imagined all sorts of things. But I didn't think of that. But I should have noticed from the white box.
I nodded slightly, thus telling the boy that I will not do anything. But he was not entirely convinced. Although he loosened his hard grip a bit, I still felt his fingers on my arm. He was sure to be on the safe side. With the hand that had caught mine, he took a small cloth and ran some of the brown liquid onto it. Carefully, it seemed to me, he touched my skin with it and carefully slid to the injured area.Knowing how much it hurts, I narrowed my eyes and waited for the searing pain. This was not long in coming. I drew in a sharp breath as the boy patted the wound. You could hardly stand that! My teeth gritted as I pressed them together.
After what seemed endless minutes, the boy stopped and then applied the bandage to me. It was a lot more pleasant, so I opened my eyes. The boy had let go of my hand and tightened the white bandage. Then he put everything back again.
I sighed in business. For how many times I didn't know, but the relief was good for me. I would never have expected such an action from these residents. That the wound is treated for me bordered on a miracle. Maybe life doesn't mean it so badly for me!
Now a little happy I looked at the boy again and waited what he would do now. Now it occurs to me: I don't even know his name.But should I really ask him? Why not? You should know who saved you. Even if he's a little strange. I was just about to raise my voice, but it hit me first.
"Heet!" Who was that? My question was soon answered when a slightly older man entered the room. Oh God! That was the one who found me. Great! Hopefully I won't come back to my cell. It's so cozy up here!
"Bring the girl to her room! And make sure that she washes herself thoroughly. Otherwise she won't have lunch with us.", Were the stern words of the boy after he turned around and went to the Go wall. A low: "Yes, Master Kai!" came from the man dressed in black, while he bowed slightly. I'm sure he's something of a butler.
So the boy's name is Kai. Quite a simple name. But somehow it suits him. For a long time I couldn't worry, because I was asked to leave with a slight wave of the hand.Somehow strange! This Heet was so unfriendly in the beginning. At least when I first saw him. This repulsive and indifferent manner struck me immediately at the beginning. But now he seems to be quite ok. Because now he didn't seem to want to cut off my throat. When I saw him outside, in the dark, it really looked like that. But you can be mistaken. And besides, you shouldn't judge a person at first sight.
So I ran after the man who showed me around the dark corridors.

This is the end of it for now. But I'll try to upload a new chapter as soon as possible.
See you then! Your Mandy4