Late Night Fright, chptr1

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  • Dedicated to Michael
                                    

Author's Note: This is the first story on Wattpad that I am taking seriously about writing, therefore I would like to point out to potential readers, I may be a bit of a 'cluts-writer'; I can't spell that well, but hey; I try! Comment, like, vote, whatever! I just hope that you enjoy my abbismal writing skills! :P

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Aria's PointOfView(P.O.V.)

I'm running through the forest; my paws hitting the dirt as the earth crackles and crunches beneath the force of my wolf's large form. I hear the snaps of sticks beneath me as they crumble under my step; leaving my path of travel as clear as a cloud in the sky, on a crystal clear day. I don't care if someone is following, I don't care if they find me, because if I do come into the clearing to find him gone, life itself will not matter, and I will cease to exist anyways. If I didn't cease to exsist though, then I would surrely go mad with greif, with the pain, so I would be quite cheery, standing and looking death in the face. I would accept it, without a second thought; I would let them tear my neck from my body, and I would be smiling. I sniff the air, my enhanced scenses telling me that I am getting closer. Good, I don't want to be away from him a second longer. I don't want to not know a second longer. Not knowing was definitely the worst part of the whole sittuation.

I tried to get to him in time, to tell him it was all a ruse. I failed him. I braced myself as the waves of pain and suffereing washed over my body, my mind. I choked back sobs as I ran, knowing that they would make speed a more difficult thing to achieve, and right now I needed speed, not despair and grief. There would be time for all the self-hate and turmoil of thoughts and feelings later. There would be time for all of it, when I finally reached him. That's when I would break down. I would wait until that time. I would hold it together until I was absolutely certain that he was gone. I could hold my emotons until then, couldn't I? 'No, no I can't' I thought as I nearly hit a tree; my vision a blurry mess from the tears streaming out of them. I barely kept myself off of the ground as the despair hit me full force, grabbing my heart and twisting it, causing my breathing to come in and out in ragged gasps of pain. I felt my emotional wall break down as I let the thoughts come; 'What if he's already gone? What if he's not even there? What if this is a trick too? I would have no idea of knowing, not until I was there in the clearing that is... But I had to try, regardless, because what if he was there, but me being scared of a trap, caused his death? Because I couldn't get there in time?' 

The grief from that thought was too much; I collapsed to the ground, the exhaustion of running 25 miles hitting me full force as I tried to get myself up; as I tried to fight my fatigue. 'We're almost there! Come on, Aria, our mate is waiting, please get up!' Lucy growled and whined at the same time, trying to stay strong for me, trying to not break down too. She knew we would never reach our destination if she let herself go into the abyss of misery, too. I pulled my paws under my body, fighting to stand tall, straight. I felt a rush of energy, Lucy was pushing me to go; she needed her mate as much as I did. We started running together, more one than we had ever been before. We pushed ourselves farther and harder than we had in the history of us running- even when our old pack was chasing us to beat us-, running this fast because we were wanting our mate in our arms again, safe and sound.

I stopped thinking about the possibility of being too late now; I couldn't let my thoughts sway us from our destination, I couldn't let anything hinder our progress to our goal; him.

'Eric, I love you with all my heart, please be alright! Please, you have to be, for me, please! You promised you would never leave me, just as I promised you! I didn't leave you, it was a trick!' My wordless shout was met with only darkness within my mind, and I knew he did not recieve my message; our mind connection reverberated the message, no reply back. He couldn't hear me, and I shuttered to think of why. I pushed myself further, faster, at the brink of falling back into the sea of pain. 'I must stay alert.'

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