The horse galloped, John’s yelling heard from behind as his grasp was tight on you, his breath hitching as his horses galloped.

Leaving trails of sand, clinching onto your father’s clothes for dear life, horrified on what would happened next.

He could hear your little tears, he could tell you were scared which broke his heart, he was scared too.

He had to focus, the horse galloping over the rocks, this had been going on for hours and finally Javier had lost John.

Hours had went by, and the horse was still galloping, Javier didn’t know wheee you didn’t know where but he had to fine some safe place for the two of you to stay safely.

That was until Javier felt the felt horse slow down, he breathed out a sigh, as he looked behind to the horizon there was no sight of John, Javier had lost him for now at least.

Javier stopped and held you, “Don’t worry, it’s okay.”

Javier hugged you tightly, giving you that soothing, warm feeling of affection with a comforting aroma.

“That goddamn Gilipollas..” He mumbled looking back one more time, he was clearly angry also. “Algún día voy a matar a ese maldito tonto..” He mumbled to himself, he sighed then just looked back down at you.

“You okay?” He whispered, his brows furled up and his big hands grasping the side of your arms.