Stalked and Stolen

Chapter 16

I carefully lay Hunter's body onto the soft green grass. His body lay still, and my mind can't process all that is happening. I can't allow myself to believe this.

Please wake up, I tell myself. But it doesn't work. I'm stuck in this nightmare that I will never wake up from. A single tear rolls down my cheek and lands on my knee. This can't be happening. I refuse to believe any of this.

Come on, please wake up. I know this is just a dream. I eventually accept the fact that I know I will never wake up from this nightmare.

I begin to her voices in the distance as I carefully lift Hunter's body and carry him across the field. The voices begin to fade and nobody is in sight. Maybe they are trying to look for me. Or maybe they gave up. I break into a sprint and carry Hunter's limp body in my arms, ignoring the sounds around me. I have no idea where I'm going, but I have to get out of here.

My legs suddenly begin to feel weak and I fall to the ground. Both of our bodies plop down onto the grass and I just lay there and burst out into tears. I sit in the fetus position and cry for a few minutes. All my emotions are going insane. I feel hungry, tired, angry, sad, and scared. I don't know what to do anymore.

After a few minutes I begin to hear police sirens blaring in the distance. The tires screech to a stop beside me and I watch as a few police men come running towards me. "This is all just a dream," I weakly say. My body feels heavy and I don't understand what is going on around me. Everything seems drowned out and the world is in slow motion.

"Get your hands off me," I spit, when one of the men bends down to carry me. "You're not real!"

"It's okay," he assures me as he lifts me over his shoulder.

"Everything will be okay."

But it was a lie.