Misunderstood (A Whitty and Ruv fic)

Part. 2 Trust

I awoke in a patch of flowers. Rubbing my face, I slowly began to sit up. My surroundings were quiet with only the sound of nature. Taking a good look around, I saw nothing but trees in every direction. But it wasn't dark. The sun's rays shone through the thick overbrush almost like in a fantasy setting. I continued to sit contently in the flowers as they were really comfortable. I close my eyes and feel as if I could easily drift off again when I feel something get placed on my head. I go into a defensive stance and turn around. It's......him.

Whitty - Hey, man! Your finally awake!

Ruv - WHAT DO YOU WANT- WHAT IS THIS....

I reach up and feel what he had put atop of my head......flowers?......

Whitty - Like it? It's to ensure safety, happiness and friendship!

Ruv - What are you, a brony? Where am I!?!? What is this place......WHAT ARE YOUR TWISTED PLANS!?!?

Whitty - If you would just let me explain-

Ruv - Making me a flower crown and laying me down in a very strategically placed spot.....ARE YOU GOING TO SACRIFICE ME TO SOME OVERLORD, OR DO YOU HAVE VILE THOUGHTS!?

Whitty - Wait, Ruv-

Ruv - I WON'T LET YOU DO IT. WHATEVER IT IS, I REFUSE!!!!! WHEN I ESCAPE, I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT YOU'LL NEVER FIND ME EVER AGAIN!!!!!!

He lunged at me. Not in a violent way, but in a desperate way. I fall backwards into the flowers again. He holds me down, clasping his large hand over my mouth. He stares into my eye with that stern expression only mom's could pull off.

Whitty - LISTEN. I JUST NEED YOU TO LISTEN TO ME. I don't want to hurt you. That is the LAST thing I'd ever want to do! I am trying to save you!!!!! Those guys want both of us dead! I am just helping out someone in need and I refuse to let them die just because they're untrustworthy! Ruv, you have to trust me. Please.

He removed his hand from my mouth and backed off. Still watching me intently.

Ruv - So you mean it?

Whitty - YES.

I looked into his terrifying, yet pitiful face. Deep inside, I got this feeling. I felt something for the guy. I felt like I was being too harsh and rude. So I shake my head and change my attitude.

Ruv - Alright. I trust you.

Whitty - REALLY!?!? FINALLY!!!!!! HELLLLLLLL YEEEEEAAAAHHH!!!!!!

He picked me up and gave me a big suffocating bear hug. This time I didn't mind....

(AY! THE WRITER TOTALLY DOESN'T SHIP US. SO I DON'T WANNA HEAR ANY "GAAAYYY" JOKES. ПОНЯТЬ?)

After he set me down, I looked around again.

Ruv - So we can't go back into the city?

Whitty - Afraid not.

Ruv - WHAT THE HELL ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO NOW!?!? I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SURVIVE IN A DAMN FOREST!

Whitty - I do.

Ruv - Oh boy.

Whitty - AH! You said you'd trust me!

Ruv - BAH. I can still express my opinions.

Whitty - Well, I suppose.

He stood up and smiled down at me. DEAR GOD, HE'S SO DAMN TALL- I feel intimidated and intrigued at the same time..... I gasped as he held out his hand.

Whitty - Hey, man. Lemme help ya out, there!

I hesitate, but not wanting to seem rude, I let him grab my hand. He pulls me up almost effortlessly. I politely pull my hand back and avoid eye contact.