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Chapter 8 : Complicated.

Victoria

I decided to take a hike throughout the woods so Torian wouldn't find me, I had a feeling he was out searching for me.

Of course he was, I knew he loved me as much as I did him, but we couldn't have each other.

We shouldn't.

I rested at a tree next to a bank of bushes, to catch my breath. I was feeling utterly tired for some odd reason, not just because I was walking maybe because I have not ate anything. I sat my bag down and plopped down on the grass. It was cool out here tonight and I was loving every minute of it. Since I left the first time, I haven't got much fresh air.

I looked ahead to the bike trail I just came through and once again my thoughts drifted to Torian, I couldn't help myself; he was always there every second. I hated that I wanted to leave him and stay at the same time, it was exhausting. Knowing that I was going to die shook me to the core because I wanted to be with him so bad it hurt, I've never felt like this no time in my life I had no idea how to react.

I thought of nothing but him, it was crazy how I wanted to be in his arms but instead I was sitting here alone in the woods. Not wanting him to be around me while I go through this devastating process.

I wondered on what it would feel like to die, would it hurt? Will I feel pain? I guess that's everybody's question.

If people had a chance to ask a dead person if it hurt, would they take that chance? The chance of knowing what'll happen. I know I would, I'm the kind of person that wants to be prepared for everything.

I wandered if he was to pop up right now, how would I react?

Would I run into his arms or still reject his love, I hated to do so... But it was for his own good. The person I was before wouldn't fall for someone that she couldn't be with. I would stop myself in a heartbeat, people like me can't have relationships with danger lurking in every way.

I heard rustling ahead of me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked around and stood up quickly, whipping my head around every dark space.

I grabbed my bag and started to walk in the tall grass ahead of me, I hated this I felt like I was in a never ending maze.

"Hey!" someone yelled in the back of me.

I stopped in my tracks, I closed my eyes as I heard their footsteps come towards me. A hand touched my shoulder, I tightned my hand on the bags handle turning around quickly.

A man stood there with a hikers bookbag on his back. His appearance was of a plaid colour shirt and dark jeans, his shoes consisted of hiker boots. His face was shown to me. Blue eyes and blonde hair, I could see a beard forming on his face some people may call it a goatee but whatever.

"What do you want?" I spat viciously.

He put his hands up in surrender. "I just wanted to know what you were doing out here at this time of night?"

I looked at him for awhile. "May I ask you the same?" I said finally.

He smiled and handed out his hand. "I'm Tristen..."

I looked at his hand but didn't shake it. "Victoria Espinoza..."

He nodded understanding I wasn't shaking his hand and placed it back to his sides, I eyed him for awhile until he started to walk foward.

"Where are you headed?" he asked.

"Why?" I cautiously replied.

"My truck is down by the road... I could give you a ride if you want..." he politely suggested.