Emma screamed bloody murder through the gag as her hair was pulled. Fucking bitch! She dragged Emma's body only a foot it two, but Emma hurt, both her hair and her body for the way she was tied. She looked up at Mordecai in fear and loathing, surely he wouldn't consider keeping her, no way, his sister had kidnapped her after all!<br/><br/>Her eyes almost pierced Mordecai's icy dark soul. The crystal blow of the sea could be seen in them. No he wouldn't keep her, he couldn't. Break her? Emma would not stay around to find out what that meant. She wasn't a toy on Christmas. She was a person, and no way was she going to let either one lay a finger on her.<br/><br/>She hit the ground with a thud, and tried to turn herself over. She couldn't she was face down in the grass. Emma just prayed that this Mordecai would let her go and let her return to her life.