𝐴𝑏𝑠𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝘴𝘣𝘪. 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺

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CHAPTER THREE ; GET CAUGHT

TW | MENTIONS OF HEART-ATTACKS, HIDING FROM SOMEONE, STARVATION

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You were hungry.

So hungry.

It had been less than a week since you ran away. You were starting to regret it, but Alyssa was still out there, waiting for you, so you can't give up now. Although your hunger was really getting to you, and you had to eat something. In result, you had yourself wandering the forest, allowing yourself to get more deeper, and deeper into it.

You were hoping with all of yourself that you could atleast find one berry, just one. Is that all too much to ask for? It felt like you were going in circles, with everything looking identical, without an edible thing in sight. Maybe you should had just not left? atleast you would've had a full stomach. Maybe it was your fault? you were the one who was driven by fear, resulting in just staying in the small cave you found, instead of finding something to eat.

No, its highly unlikely. Right?

Maybe a random fox ate all of it? Refusing to take the blame, you suddenly got irritated at the foxes for eating it all. But you can't really put all of the blame on them, since they're just living their lives, just trying to get by, and see their loved ones at their den, exactly like you. come to thing of it, almost everybody has the same life. Wake up, get ready, go to school, coming home, and just honest living. Well, atleast that's what the people of the orphanage told you.

Getting back on topic about foxes, one was right in front of you now.

Obviously startled by the orange creature, you insticntively took a step back and let out a shout. the fox, also startled, tried to run away from you, seeing you, a child, as a threat to themself.  You realized that you involuntarily zoned out while on your previous train of thought, and mentally slapping yourself for not hearing the fox move, the movement in the bushes, the voices in the background- wait.

Movement in the brush!? VOICES IN THE BACKGROUND?!

Oh no.

Panicking, and your survival instincsts kicking in, you rushed through your brain for any possible hiding places, eyes dashing to your surroundings, your legs quickly moved on their own, and you dived into a nearby bush, hoping that the strangers wouldn't find you.

The voices got closer and closer, along with your heartbeat getting quicker and quicker, you mentally slapped yourself once again for not noticing them in the first place. 

"Did you see that Wilbur?" A voice with a heavy british accent said.

You noticed that they seemed to have stopped at the remark that the person said. Come to think of it, that voice actually sounded like a kid. Maybe the workers had sent a couple kids to find you? but you hadn't heard anyone that went by the name Wilbur. Regardless, you were almost having a heart-attack at the thought of it.

"Yeah, Think it came from over there." The other person, Wilbur it seems, also with a british accent, replied.

Apple sauce, they were on to you. "You excited Tommy? This is your first time ever going past the garden." Wilbur said. The footsteps came closer, and an idea suddenly popped into your head. If you were to pretend to be asleep, hey wont know your here, right? maybe they wont notice you, and you've done this plenty of times at the orphanage, so maybe it would suffice.

Putting your legs together in a fetal position, you rested your head on your head on top you knees , and as for your arms, in which are still shaking of fear, you them wrapped around your your legs as you abruptly close your eyes. Heart punding as the footsteps continued to get closer, as your mind could only focus on one thing.

You were going to get caught.