Being hunted

– I take no hostages.
Said the soldier.
– You are free to go and multiply or whatever the hell you want to do next.
– No! please let me stay i’ll die out here all alone in the jungle.
– I said, leave! listen kid, if you don’t go now i don’t know what i’ll do to you next, so please just go.
– I’m sure it can’t be worst that the jungle with that horrible thing running around, you have weapons, and supplies, we can make it together.
– There’s no together, there never was, you tried to kill me, you lied to me, i fucking trusted you, and when the moment came to set your self straight with me, you did it again, i bet you enjoyed it, you sick fuck.
I don’t want to ever see you again, just go.