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for some odd reason it happened, she didn’t want the girl to fall victim to her uncontrollable blood lust.
    Amber stood and grabbed the stake . With a grunt, she used her legs and ripped the two foot long pole out of the ground with ease. Slipping the chain from around her wrist, Amber looked around and saw the bowie knife on the small table by the entrance of the tent. Turning back to the girl she cut through th e duct tape, freeing her wrist. The stake, chain and duct tape was tossed aside.
    The girl h ad stopped moving and was staring at her with wide eye s . “How did you do that ?”
    Amber gave her a weak smile, shrugging. The girl had probably tried to remove the stake herself without any luck and wondered how she had been able to pull it out . Sh e could blame it on adrenaline, or suggest that maybe she had loosened it for her. It didn’t matter. What mattered was getting the girl to safety and away from this hell hole. She motioned towards the flap.
    Grabbing one of the grungy shirts from the floor of the tent, Amber offered it to her so she could cover up.
    “I would rather be naked than have anything of his touching me again.” The girl shuddered , shaking her head with tearful disgust.
    Amber nodded . W ith her hand touching her shoulder she urged her forward and rushed them out of th e tent.
    Looking around the camp, the girl spotted where Gerald lay in a lifeless heap on the ground . Even though her body hurt and she ran a bit stiffly, she rushed over and kicked him in the face and belly a couple times before being pulled away .
    Amber completely understood her rage and wished she could allow her to kick the shit out of the bastard , but she had to get her out of the campsite in case her kicks jarred him from unconsciousness. She didn’t think it would be a good idea for her to have to kill Gerald with the girl as a witness.
    “ We might be in trouble if he wakes up. Come on, w e have to go. ” Amber urged while she stared down at Gerald for a moment before turning away, noticing that the girl was glaring at his prone form w ith hatred. “You have t o remember what he looks like. Do you understand?” The girl looked back at her with a frown . “You may have to identify him as your attacker.” Amber wasn’t sure if she understood .
    She frowned, but nodded her head in agreement.
    “I have some clothes in my car, let’s go.” Running through the trees, Amber navigated the m through the brush with ease and kept the girl from tripping and falling . When they reached the jeep, she quickly grabbed the backpack from the small toolbox mounted on the back . She closed her eyes a moment when the familiar scent wafted through her senses and she felt the nudging on her mind. A flashback of Blake at the shelter flitted through her mind. T he memories assaulted her of how she had left him b ehind, how she missed talking to him and the heart stopping kiss they had shared the last day she had seen him . Shaking her head slightly to clear her thoughts, she didn’t have time to dwell on the distant past , she began digging through the pack and pulled out a pair of old faded blue jeans and a t-shirt that had seen better days. With a doubtful look on her face, she held up the clothes, and the n pushed them towards the girl. “I know these will probably swallow you, but they will have to work for now.”
    She accepted the clothes, reaching out with a timid hand to take them. With quick jerking movements , she slipped them on, covering her naked body. She kept looking over her shoulder nervously, worried that the sick son of a bitch was going to come after her any second. .
    Amber kept watch towards the direction of the campsite and urged the girl to hurry. She was a good five or six inches shorter than she was, l ike Amber feared they would, the clothing swallowed her. Glancing back at the girl she felt sorry for her. She could hear her heart pounding and the quick intakes of breaths from the pain of her movements.