Bloody fangs

Entering their doom

Corey's POV

As soon as we entered the forest, I started feeling uncomfortable, like someone was watching me, observing my every little move as I walked. I turned to my left to see a calm Elton. How is he calm in here?

After a short while I heard a loud crack coming from my right.

"JESUS-"
"Wha-"

I jumped to my left and unknowingly hid behind Elton, also hugging him in comfort, which WASN'T PLANNED-

"What happened? Are you alright?"
"Something just moved right by me."
"It could've been an animal."

Elton's POV

I looked at the scared and teary-eyed Corey, who was clinging to me. It's cute. I petted his head to comfort him, which kind of worked... at least I hoped so.

"I swear if something like that happens again, I'm out of here."

He said, after some long seconds. I think that he realized what he was doing, because I could see that his face flushed with red after letting go of me. It was a funny scene, a guy getting scared of a little crack in the woods and clinging to a newly met person. I mean, I'm not complaining.

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"We're finally at the heart of the woods. What do you think Corey?"
"I don't want to be here."
"Oh come on, at least enjoy the beautiful moon in the night sky!"

Fuck. It's a full moon. I really didn't think this through, did I? Before I could start panicking, I quickly turned to Corey and told him:

"Corey, we have to get out of here."
"W-why? Don't you like this pla-"

I hastily grabbed Corey's arms and pulled him closer. He gritted his teeth at my sharp and panicked grasp, which probably was painful.

"Corey, please."

Corey's POV

What is happening? Why did he become so serious? What was going to happen if we didn't go?

His grasp was painful, which told me that he was serious. I immediately noticed, by his rash tone, that he was panicking.

Not saying anything I nodded, letting him know that I was listening to him, and soon we were quickly going our way back out of this forest. To be honest, I'm happy that we're finally leaving this place, but also worried about Elton. Something was... off. Before appearing at the center of those woods, he was calm and he really didn't give a damn about any suspicious noises around us, but now he's acting all scared and panicky.

During our run for our lives I noticed something, almost like a little kid.

"Elton wait! There's someone there!"

I turned my head to Elton and pointed in the direction of the child I saw.

"What are you talking about? There's nobody there."
"What do you mea-"

I turned my head back at where I was pointing and saw nothing. Literal nothing.

"WHA- HOW- I SWEAR THERE WAS SOMEBODY BACK THERE."
"Corey we need to hurry, please!"

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We thankfully got out of that forest. I sat down on the ground from exhaustion, while Elton was standing perfectly still. How did he not get tired from running for such a long time? I think he just read my mind because as soon as I finished thinking about it, he looked at me and laughed.

"You look so red, like a tomato!"
"Wha? S-shut up"

I said and turned my face away, because I felt that I was blushing. Stupid Elton.

Elton's POV

I decided to sit on the ground because my arm was getting a little bit stiff from being in an uncomfortable position. Why? I'm holding his right hand, and I'm just waiting for him to realize.

After a while, it seems that Corey has calmed down, because his breathing is way normal now than before. He turned his head towards me, but as soon as he realized that I was still looking at him, he quickly glanced away and finally realized that we were holding hands.

"We were holding hands this entire time?"
"Yes."
"Aand you didn't tell me about it?"
"Yup."
"Why?"
"Because I wanted to see your reaction."

I smiled at him like a jerk and he rolled his eyes playfully. We laughed it off.

"What time is it?"
"It's 2 in the morning."
"Maybe we should start going back to our homes?"
"Seems like a good idea."

After that I got up, helped Corey stand up and we started slowly heading back to our homes. Of course we separated our hands, actually Corey was the first one to do so. I kind of got sad by that, but I understood.

* Notes from the writer *

Sorry if this chapter is shorter than the last one, I'm writing this at 11 pm and I'm tired, so I hope you understand. I promise that the next one will be longer!
That's all from me, bye bye!

- sadrlfrog