Chapter 4: Into The Woods

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As we started to get deeper into the woods a smile crept across my face from my previous thoughts. Dylan looked over at me and smiled a big toothy smile. "You know you look cute when you smile you should more often.", he said still smiling his toothy grin. I smiled even bigger at his comment. "Same to you", I said and looked down at my feet  nervously. As we kept walking I heard twigs snap and leaves crunching behind us. I stopped walking and listened for a moment. I heard it again. Someone was following us. I slowly turned around...nothing. Dylan kept walking unaware I had stopped. I jogged to catch up with him but, tripped on a root sticking up out of the ground from a near by tree. As I started to push my self off the ground a burning sensation shot threw my leg. I looked down and saw a small arrow like needle puncturing the back of my calf. I screamed in pain as the burning got worse and more intense. Dylan ran towards me. He examined my leg. "Aconite, someone shot you with a blow dart. They put Aconite on it. It's very poisonous. We need to get you to the hospital!", he said while carrying me bridal style through the woods. About halfway back to Dylan's house I blacked out.

'No stop! Where are you taking me?', I yelled as a man dragged me across the floor. My wrists were bound in chains. I could feel warm liquid running down my arms. The chains were digging into my wrists, but that was the least of my worries. He hung me above the ground by a hook on the ceiling. I couldn't breath. I lifted my self up to catch a breath but it hurt so much I gaged out a squeal. The man had a pocket knife in his hand now. He poured a yellowish liquid on it and watched it drip down the blade. He sliced my stomach with it. I let out a silent scream. They agonizing pain sent tears down my cheeks. My lungs burned and I was getting paler by the second. Black blotches blurred my vision.

I woke up with a scream. I was sweating and shaking. I was hot yet so cold. I startled a half asleep Dylan, wake. He jumped and clumsily fell out of his chair. If I wasn't tramatized by the dream I just had, I might have playfully laughed at him. He stood up and called for a nurse. When he came back into the room he sat on the edge on my hospital bed and said,"are you okay? You look scared. Can I get you anything jello, water?" He smiled and I forced a small smile that probably looked more like a grimace. "Some jello and water would be great."I said. He walked out of the room as a nurse walked in. She checked all my vitals to make sure I was stable. She gave me some kind of medicine to make me calm down a bit. I sat there after she left feeling numb and relaxed. Dylan walked in with a smile on his face. He had a bottle of water and a jello cup with a spoon. He set them on a tray and wheeled it over to me. I ate my jello and asked, "So how long was I out, and how long have you been here? You look like you have barely slept in days!" "Well you have been asleep for two whole days, this being your third day in the hospital. I haven't left since you have arrived." He said with a shy smile. Even though he had dark bags under his eyes he still looked gourgous. I stared into his beautiful golden eyes for a while. "You didn't have to stay with me you know. You could have atleast slept a little."I said while taking his hand. He squeezed it a little and said,"well I wanted to be here when you woke up!" He smiled. The door open and he got off my bed so the doctor could examine me once more before letting me go home. He looked me over with a confused face. "Why are you looking at me like that?" When I asked he straightened up and looked at me with a smile. "Well there is nothing wrong. That's the problem though. Yesterday you showed signs of being in a comotose state for at least another day or so, but now you look as if nothing was ever wrong. Your completely fine." He then signed a form and walked out. A nurse came in and removed my IV. Dylan told me that my parents were at work and asked him if he would watch over me if I woke up.

As we got into Dylan's car I thought of my beautiful blue jeep... wait MY JEEP! "Dylan, where Is my jeep?!!?",I asked with a desperate tone. He just laughed and said,"don't worry your jeep is fine. It's in my garage. I had my parents put it up so no one would steal it or something. Hah, I know how you love it." I sighed with relief. The rest of the car ride was silent. Not awkward silence though. Peaceful silence.

As we pulled into his drive way I saw my jeep through one of the garage windows. I sighed with relief once more. Dylan chuckled. He took me inside and let me take a shower after words we ate dinner. I sat on his bed thinking
of who would want to kill me and why? Why me? Who? What the hell is Aconite, and how did Dylan know what it was? Questions run through my head as I slowly fall asleep on Dylan's bed.

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