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Olivia Hughes (_olivia) wrote in thefield,

Panic was starting to sink in. Olivia was frozen in terror as he continued to climb higher up into the tree. She was completely still, except for the fact that her entire body would occasional tremble as she started to sob. Her face was buried against the material of his shirt, tears soaking the fabric.

She didn't like that he was admitting to the fact that their was a chance he could drop her. That was not something you told a person who was afraid of heights when you had them thrown across your shoulder while you climbed a tree.

"I-I w-want down," she cried weakly, her face still pressed against his body. "I-I'll be good n-now," she promised. "I-I'll do wh-whatever you w-want," she added. However there was a strange tone to her voice as she spoke these last words, as if there was some sort of darker meaning to it. And in a way there was, she would do whatever he wanted, no matter what it was, because the fear of disappointing somebody 'above' her was too much for her to handle.