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◆𝙄 𝙁𝙀𝙇𝙏 𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙔 𝘽𝙊𝘿𝙔, 𝘼𝙎 𝙈𝙔 𝙀𝙔𝙀𝙎 𝙒𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙀𝘿. What do I do? He called out to me again. "Sweetheart, why are you here of all places?" The only reply was the sound of rain hitting the ground. I slowly turned my head, scared of what I'll find. My eyes met his golden ones. He was tall, much more taller than me. He was muscular as well. His long black hair was pulled into a messy ponytail. His eyes then flickered to what I was just looking at moments ago. "Oh.. oh dear.. darling, please step away from that. You don't need to trouble yourself with what's there." He took a step forward.
Well, looks like I found the killer. I moved towards the left, ready to sprint into the forest. I mean, what else could I do? I certainly couldn't stay here with him. He sighed, "See? This is why I should follow you at all times. If I don't, you get yourself into trouble. If anyone else found you in the middle of the woods, you'd be dead right now." Well, that last comment certainly didn't help my nerves. I suddenly made a turn, and fled. No way I could fight him off, and I didn't want to stay around and see what would happen.
I could hear his heavy footsteps behind me, he was already chasing after. "(Y/N)! Just wait for a second, okay love?! I know, I understand why you're upset. Please just listen! We can talk this through! ..shit, he's not listening." He sped up, and I quickly realized that he was an arm's length away.
I tried to run faster. I was already out of breath, not used to exerting my body like this. The wet and loose ground slipped underneath of me, causing me to fall. Remind me to never run while it's raining ever again. I crashed into a large thorn bush. "Fuck! God, ow, fuck, that fucking hurts!", I yelled out. Warm blood dripped down from my body. I felt tears well up in my eyes, I wasn't used to pain. It stung. A lot. I felt like a complete dumbass. It was so humiliating, to fall like that. I was scared. I wanted to go home.
"Shit! (Y/N)! You okay?!", He quickly crouched down next to me and looked at my injuries. I jumped at his sudden closeness, trying to escape. I yelped in pain, the thorns were digging deeper into my skin. "Baby, listen to me, please stop moving. It'll be okay, alright? I know, it hurts. I bet it hurts a lot. But If you keep moving it'll hurt even more. P-Please don't cry..." He was right, I was crying. I didn't notice until he pointed it out. God, I'm so weak. I hate it. Why do I always have to cry when I get overwhelmed? He grabbed my left wrist, his hold surprisingly gentle. He picked out the thorns that were snagging on me and my clothes, and pulled me out. He pushed me into his chest and sighed, "You know, my love, you should really be more careful. Honestly, you might scare me to death one of these days, always getting hurt like this.."
"This is why I should just take you away from the rest of the world. I can't let you keep getting hurt like this. In fact, I think I will just take you. I thought I could hold myself back and just watch you from afar, but having you in my arms like this is amazing. I don't think I can ever let you go, ever again."
