Content/trigger warnings: Injury, rape mention, medical, ouchie pitiful kitty
I didn’t know if it was half an hour or an hour before he stopped to look me over. From the little I could see, we were parked at the far end of a rest stop. He popped the trunk, rummaged for a minute or two, and then slammed it shut. My eyes felt sandy and crusted, but I tried to blink them clear. I couldn’t move to get away from the bear, but I could be aware of what was happening so the bad things wouldn’t take