It's been almost a month since that day and nothing has been the same. I see his eyes in my dreams, outside the dark windows, in the corner. I just can't get them out of my head.
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The path is almost overgrown and a pain in the ass to walk, but if I want to be able to eat I have to walk it. I get some supplies delivered to me every couple months so at least I don't have to walk this everyday. Thank god.
Since there's nothing to really do while I'm walking I like to sing to myself or talk out loud. Something to keep me motivated on my little 'adventure'.
"Are you, are you, coming to the tree?
They strung up a man"
"They say he murder 3"
"Strange things have happened here
No stranger would it be
If we met, at midnight"
"In the hanging tree"
I imagine his voice singing along with me. 'Why can't I get him out of my mind?' A loud snap pulls me from thought. A rotten branch falls a few feet behind me. If I were any slower I probably would have been hit. At this point I'm done with this shit. I've been paranoid and checking every dark corner. I can't take it anymore.
"I know you're there!" I yell out. I know he must be following me. I always feel eyes on me, just begging for me to turn around. "If you don't show yourself I'm gonna call you a bunch of names." I say to no probably to no one. "Asshole." "Fucker." "Shithead." I begin listing a bunch of names hoping one will do something.
It does.
Another branch has fallen right in-front of me. "Did I strike a nerve bitch-boy?" I sigh, I feel pathetic. 'Is he taunting me? Does he enjoy seeing me like this? Playing and toying with me like I'm a piece of meat in-front of a hungry lion. Like I'm j-' I pause as I see something hanging in a tree. I can't tell what it is from here, it looks dark?
"Are you, are you, coming to the tree?"
"Where dead men call out
For his love to flee
Strange things did happen here"
"No stranger would it be"
"If we met, at midnight
In the hanging tree"
'Is he telling me to leave?' Thoughts begin to overwhelm me again. My chest feels tight. My mind feels fuzzy. I can't turn back now, I can see my mailbox in the distance. I feel watched and afraid. Seeing no other option. I sprint. I have to get out of here as fast as possible.
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His Secret
Vampire-🩸-🩸- Jorden likes to live secluded. Deep in the woods where he is left with only his thoughts... and a secret admirer who will do anything for a taste. What will happen when they finally come face to face in a place where no one can ever hear the...
