Run Red Riding hood...Run

Chapter three

(Millas pov )

My eyes fluttered open and a 'Of mice and Men' poster stared back at me from the tilted ceiling. I sat up and my head spun.

I was in a room i didnt recognize.

My hands started to shake as the memories came running back. I gripped the black comforters of the king bed, praying to god i was just dead already.

I just wanted to die.

I wouldn't mind it.

I took in a deep breathe and got out of the bed. I needed to get out of here. I needed to leave.

And then get the job done. 

Once i got on my feet i realized i was i. Someone else's baggy clothes. And that my ankle and cuts were wrappd up.

I walked towards the door slowly and. Let my feet drag on the carpet floor.

Before i even had My hand on the door nob, the door openedand a tall figure dressed in just sweat pants, stood infront of me, with tattooed muscular arms and rock hard stomach..

It all led to a familiar face that stared back at me.

The man who had found me in the woods. 

Scott.

The memories came flooding back.  I stepped back.

"Youre awake. " he said and something showed in his eyes. " youve been asleep for 3 days"

His fingers tried to touch my face but i flinched. I dont even think he realized he rose his hand...but he immediately dropped it.

I nodded. "Can i go home now" my voice cracked. I didn't have a home anymore, but i wanted to be with my family again.

He brushed the black hair out of his blue eyes.  "This is your home now."

"You broke my ankle" i Spatt

"You tried to kick me in.the face" he smirked.  But i saw guilt.  "But i hadnt meant to hurt you. "

"You had originally " i breathed stepping back again. "You were gonna kill me. "

His jaw clenched. "Yeah i was. Youre wanted dead by a near by pack. " he paused.  "You still havent told me why. "

"Im going home "my voice cracked again and i mentally kicked myself. 

" The hell you are " he growled. He tried to come closer and my hand went up in fear automatically. 

But when it did...without physically touching him. Scott fell to the ground heavily.  As if some invisible force slammes him to the ground.

The mark on my wrist hurt painfully and it began to turn a blood red.

Disbelief fell on scotts face and fear filled me.

I had done that.

And i had no idea how.

My head started to spin and i couldnt take it anymore. 
I grabbed the pocket knife that had fallen from his pocket as he fell ..his eyes widened.

And I ran to the insuite bathroom and locked the door ignoring Scott calling my name.

I slidd against the door crying.

I couldn't take it anymore, i didnt wanna live anymore.

I just wanted it all to end..

I had seen my family murdered in front of me ..

I had been kept caged and abused for days..

Just to be trapped here.

I couldnt live with the thoughts. 

Nor did i want to.

I began to slit open my clean wrist..cutting deeper and deeper.

Scott pounding on the door screaming but i didnt care. 

I was ready to leave this world.

(Scott's pov)
"Milla open the door" I begged trying to bust the door open.  "Everything is going to be ok, do you hear me? Everything will be ok. I swear "

I had never been so afraid for someone in my 19 years.

I felt like i was falling apart at the thought of what she could be doing in there.

"Milla! Dont do it damn it!" I yelled trying to get the door open.

I could hear her cries.

I shut my eyes. "Baby girl.."the words left my mouth without my consent.  "I promise to keep you safe. But you have to open this door. "

The scent of blood filled my nose and i began to panic.

"Milla! No!" This was all my fault. "Im gonna break down the door, move away from it.now!"

As soon as i said the words i began to ramb my shoulders into the door. It took.two tries, and the door finally gave out.

My beautiful mate was on the floor crying and god my heart shattered in my chest.

I snatched the first aid. Kit and picked her up bridal style.

She only cried harder into my shirtless chest.

My wolf wanted to cry too.  I carried her to my bed and layed her down.

"Let me see your wrists" was all i said as i gently cleaned her wounds.

A sigh of relief left me when i realized they werent too deep.

I bandage them up quickly and stared into her deep eyes. 

"Dont you ever do something like that to yourself again do you hear me? You dont know how bad you scared me"

Her cries only got worse and before i could help myself my tatooed  arms wrapped around her.

"No one is going to touch you. "

"They killed my family "she whispered and i nodded. "And now their going to kill me too. "

"Im not gonna let that happen" id kill every last one of them if they even tried..

The girl in my arms shook her head. 

"Why should i trust you" she pursed her lips and it wasnt hard to tell she had been through hell.

"Because i saved you 3 times in the last week. " smirked bitterly.  "In the woods....i could of walked away.  And let the rogues kill you. But I couldn't do it. Instead, i fought and killed them, just to protect you. "

She stared into my eyes for the longest.

"Why don't you tell me exactly what happened to you and what that pack did to you. "  My voice was tight.

"Do you know what i am"she said rubbing her mark. "Because i dont and if you tell me what the hell this mark on.my wrist is and what i did back there,ill tell you everything.  but i need to know why my family was murded because of me"

"I dont think youre ready to hear it" i said brushing the red bangs away from her face.

This girl.already had me feeling the feels.

"I need to know" she glared.

I stared for a while before i spoke.

"What the hell am i? Tell me"she said angrily.   I studied her face before speaking.

This small and delicate creature had the power to do so many deadly things, and she didnt even know it...yet.

I sighed and began " The term is Lorso Mortei"

A/N:pronunciation for what milla is, is "Lor-so Mor-tay". Which are real words in my native language.

Next chapter will explain exactly what a 'Lorso Mortei' is.

Thank you for reading!!!!