Fly

Chapter 4

She whines again, and falls to the ground. Blood pools around her and she has many broken bones. I kneel down to inspect it, and the moonlight shines on the thick, warm blood, giving the she-wolf a nightmarish quality of a blood waterfall. There is one patch that does not shine with gore. I move closer to see the color, just to make sure it's really her. It was. Tears spring to my eyes when I realize what I had done.
If she hadn't tried to save me when I ran out into the woods, she would be alive and well. But it was my stupid mistake that got her hurt! Against my wishes, a tear slipped out and dropped onto the she-wolf. She flinched in pain from a simple teardrop. I put my head in my hands and let myself cry, just this once. I curl up next to the she-wolf. The shuddering breaths have begun to slow and my crying picks up. My breath hitches, my nose runs, my face gets red and puffy. She can't die, she just can't! Why does everything that I get close to die or gets dreadfully mutilated to the point they wish they had died? Am I cursed or some thing! I think hard to remember my old friends. All I can think of is Natalie, or Nat, who was my friend when I was back in 2nd year (A/N: This would be like first grade).
She was... how to say it nicely... chubby. And with me being so skinny and lean, it really made her feel bad about her image. So she stopped eating. Became anorexic. She died of starvation within the next month and a half. I was heartbroken that I had done that to my only good friend. I had then shut myself away from society and not let anyone get close to me for growing a chronic fear- that still stands up to today- of me hurting them. Up until 4th year (A/N: Third grade). There was a boy, Anthony. He followed me around like a puppy until I opened up to him and became his friend. I suspected romantic interests, but I felt none for him. I realized pretty young I didn't swing that way. Love, yuck! (Asexual, not lesbian, for those who were wondering.) Eventually I gave in to him and we became pretty good friends. Tony wasn't perfect, and neither was I, but I had a reputation that was nearly the exact opposite of his. I was the scary, violent, hermit orphan, and he was the bubbly, weak, social guy with tons of friends. He became noticed by the bullies. They called him "Pony Tony" and "freak" and "I can't believe you hang out with Sammie. Are you suicidal or something? You're a weak duckling and afraid of blood. How can you think you are worthy enough to even breathe the same air as us?" And he was beat up almost daily. He never told me. The only way I found out was I saw a bruise under his shirt when he was stretching. He was also cutting himself, but again, I never found out until he was bled out and dead in the infirmary. I vowed never to get close to another human being again with more vigor and became extremely hostile. I use sarcasm to hide my emotions and inflict hurt on others and kill so I don't have to deal with all of my pain alone. I even went through a period of depression and hurt myself in many ways over Tony's suicide. Bruising, cutting, hair pulling, self-beatings, biting myself, etc. I can't believe I let myself get close to another! I only set myself up for pain and despair in the future, and it happened again.
The she-wolf twitches next to me and I quickly back away, wondering if I had accidentally nudged her or poked her. I looked and saw nothing out of the ordinary. I take a deep breath and think YOU IDIOT!! YOU'RE JUST GOING TO LET HER GET INFECTED OR BLEED OUT LIKE ANTHONY! GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER AND TRY TO HEAL HER! I slap my face (literally. I take my hand and whip it against my cheek. It hurt, so it better snap me outta my little sad phase!) and hurry to my bag. I open it and pull out the healing kit. I wipe an alcohol wipe over the injuries and the wolf yowls in pain. I pat her head, trying to calm her. "I'm trying to help you. Shhhh, my dear. Be calm." I see green slime coating the most of the bite marks, and wonder wtf attacked her! As I busy myself and get wrapped up in trying to save this animals life, I don't notice something creeping closer to the clearing, amber eyes glowing in the shadows.

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A/N: ooh, scary cliffhanger! You also got to see the dark side of the main character.And yes, the she is an orphan. Hopefully next chapter we can see more of her old school memories...? The years start from Kindergarten (year one) through 12th grade (year thirteen). Then there is a college that you can go to, and by the end of college you get a job as an assassin, a body guard, a member of the secret service, etc., etc. Next chapter might be a little shorter than this one, but the one after that will be super long! See ya!