The Dangerous We Always Seek

|| Chapter Nine ||

"William," Craeslilale whispered as she pushed herself up to the unfamiliar scent lingering, from the cold and hard concrete ground she's lying in. She felt her body sore from lying in the ground for such a long time.

"Ugh," She groaned when her body did not supported her decision in trying to get back to her two feet. Her hands were numb, her forehead was sweating large droplets of wasted water, and she could not even tolerate her legs from standing.

She looked around and noticed they were in a prison cell. She knew because there were small-like thin tubes lined up, forming a larger form of cage. Her brows were knitted from confusion. Why did she ended up here?

She stayed immobile for a few minutes, trying to remember what happend before she got end up in this sick-like box. She knew for sure that she was with William, and then they were chased off by extraordinary wolves. But before she was lost from the darkness, she saw William at the back of the wolf, tied.

Couldn't be...?

"No,no,no,no...William," She muttered under her hoarse voice as she thought about what happened. William...died, and it's all her fault. She led them to the forest where she thought they were safe, but turned out to be the opposite.

Craeslilale hugged her knees, close to her chest as she sobers up the tears that left her eyes. She has once again lost a friend...someone important to be exact.

She was feeling an ambivalent feelings of uselessness when she saw a friend died in front of her eyes, as well as she did not know where she is right now.

"I..deserved t-to be h-here." Craeslilale stuttered as she dug her nails unto her legs. She will never forgive herself as to what happened to Amy and William. Never.

"Craeslilale.."At the mention of her name, she quickly turned her head towards where the voice came from. She froze for a second, wondering if she had heard him right when the voice called out to her again, "C-Craeslilale..." Before the voice coughed again and again.

Craeslilale stood up, ignoring the pain, before roaming her eyes in the room she was in.

She saw a silhouette right around the corner. She slowly took cautious steps near the silhouette, trying to see its face. "William?" She wondered out loud.

It coughed again and cleared its throat. "Lale," Craeslilale didn't waste time as she knelt down beside William and tend him to his needs.

"William, oh my gosh, you're bleeding." Craeslilale stated as she looked down at William's laying body.

"I know," William coughed again as he put his hand over his wound found at the side of his stomach. "I'm glad you're awake."

Craeslilale shook her head. She gaze up William's wound. She racked her mind on what could she possibly help. She doesn't even have her first aid kit. "William, what happened to you? Who did this to you?" She asked in horror. She moved her hands over his hand, but her hands froze mid air as she couldn't bring herself to think that this is her fault. She doesn't know what to do to keep herself from panicking.

"It's okay Craeslilale. Don't worry about-" He stopped when he coughed. This time, he coughed blood.

She watched with concern and guilt. She looked over at William's ankle and found out that it was still broken. She looked around and found herself in a seemingly dark room."William..." Craeslilale doesn't know what will help him treat his wound. She's useless. There's no way she could help him treat those harsh wounds. But there's one thing she's only thinking about, they need to escape..from here.