:light blonde hair to mid-back, slightly wavy: tan skin: small waist: toned body: small nose: angular face: small cupid's bow: long fingers: calloused palms and feet: strong cheekbones: large, blue eyes: graceful walk: long, skinny legs:
An Only Child Protects Themselves
"I'm kinda hungry," I said dodging another of his punches.
He straightened holding his hands in a way of surrender, "Okay, I won't hit you."
For a split second, I saw a glint of amusement in his eye and then it was gone as fast as it had come.
"Mr. Till!" I yelled as I held onto the bars of the cages door.
The old man appeared quickly. "Yes, darling."
He made my skin crawl. "I'm hungry, let me out."
He moved his finger back and forth, meaning no. "No one leaves the cages until his partner is finished."
"I'm hungry too," Tanner said.
Mr. Till laughed, "Finished as in dead, my child."
My blood drained, "What?"
"Finish him, Ms. Richards."
"No! What are you talking about?" I was practically yelling. All the other surviving children stood behind Mr. Till, appearing horrified. I could tell Bonnie and Sam were holding hands behind their backs, most likely more scared for each other than themselves.
"Then no food," Mr. Till said simply. I tried desperately to hit him through the bars but he was just out of reach, smiling smugly.
"Remember Allison, Mr. Rutland," Mr. Till was looking over my shoulder to Tanner.
I felt my long hair yanked as Tanner slung me to the ground. I yelled in pain,"What are you doing?"
He was crying, "I'm so sorry, Kara. You have to understand."
I used all my weight to flip over, so I had him pinned under me. I punched the side of his face, "No! I don't understand! I have no one but myself and I'm not going to let you kill me for some girl!"
Tanner's eyes burned. He threw me off of him. I hit the cage with a loud bang. "Allison is my sister! She would die without me. She told me that before I left to come here. You remind me of her, you know? So tiny and caring."
"I don't care about anyone," I said darkly. I pushed all my weight against the cage, propelling myself into Tanner's abdomen. He fell to the ground as I kept hitting him. It wasn't fair! He had someone to care about, to go back to. To love and cherish, I had no one. I only had a letter.
"Kara! Stop!" I heard Finn's distinguishable voice.
I looked down at Tanner. His face was bloody and broken. My breath quickened. "No, no, no. What have I done?" I felt his pulse, it was so small. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" Tears ran from my face, falling onto his torn shirt. My fist were raw and my back hurt but I wasn't going to die. Tanner was.
"Let her out." Finn was talking to Mr. Till.
The lock clicked open. Footsteps, then warm arms picked me up. "I didn't realize-"
"I know," he answered softly. "That's how you play the game, Kara."
As I looked over his shoulder, I saw men carrying away Tanner's lifeless body. What would his sister say? Would she know it was me? Would she kill herself like he said? Then I saw Mr. Till's eyes, he glared, not at me, but at the back of Finn's head and I knew who would be targeted next.