Blake hasn't been back to the little cabin in three day. A part of me was starting to get worried, but then the rational side came out and explain that I was the one to cause this. I was the one that pushed him away again.
But I knew that I shouldn't be caring about this, about his feelings.
After that night he found me on the floor he left, again. I didn't mind at first because the pain was back and so were the emotions and at that moment I hated him.
Then after the second day that he didn't come back I got a little worried. But now, the third day, I held my little backpack full of warm clothes and some food ready to leave this place.
I pulled on a heavy jacket that smelled a lot like him and laced my shoes up. The living room was the same, a couch, t.v. and the fire place, that now sported a small kindling fire in the heart of it. I shook my head and walked to the front door, I needed to leave before he gets back. The click of the door opening was music to my ears. I couldn't help it when a smile made it's self known on my face.
At first I expected to see Blake standing on the other side of the door, waiting for me or about to walk in. But no, thankfully I was graced with the presence of a small porch way and snow. Thick white snow coved the ground and no foot prints were seen. That means Blake hasn't been back since the last snow fall which was a day ago.
My heart clenched.
But I shouldn't care, right? Its Blake. The guy who I had sëx with, ultimately got pregnant with his child and then had an abortion because I wasn't safe enough. So why should I care if he wasn't here with me.
But still if he was suppose to be protecting me, then where the hëll was he?
I sighed and shook my head, stepping off the porch and into the icy snow creating the first foot print. I know it was stupid to go out and do this and he was probably waiting for me to do something stupid like this, but still. There's no point in staying in a little cabin with who knows what to do. Waiting around for those creatures to come and attack me.
I racked my brain to try and find out what the hëll that thing was in the back of Blake's car but I didn't come up with anything. At first I thought that maybe he was just tricking me and it was just some random person with contacts in but after awhile I came to the conclusion that...is wasn't human.
No living human has eyes as red as that. Humans don't even look as sickly pale and grimm as that man had. He was...different.
I was so stuck in my thoughts that I hadn't realized what direction I was heading in. The little cabin was no longer in view when I turned to look back, instead massive snow covered trees and the darken blue sky. In front of me, nothing but the same. The new snow fall coming down harder, hiding my foot prints.
I was now lost.
Good thing I wasn't planning on going back. The sky was growing darker since I left the cabin. I guess I was really lost in thought. No point in second guessing myself now. Sighing I turned back the way I was heading. Maybe if I keep walking straight I'll run into something that can point me in the direction of a town or another cabin so I can borrow a phone.
The sky darken, the sun set, no pinks or purples decorated the sky. It was kinda disappointing. The sky blacken the moon rising and shining brightly, slowly rising up over the trees.
It was getting colder, my breath coming out in a white mist cloud. My nose probably red. I pulled the jacket closer to me, savoring the last bit of warmth I had left.
This was a bad idea. A really bad idea but it needed to happen. The trees rattled and shook with the wind. My stomach clenching in pain ever so often.
My eye watered, different emotions hitting me like a brick. I shouldn't have done this. This was stupid. Ill admit I thought Blake would be after me about now, but its just me, out here alone.
A twig snapped somewhere in the distance behind me. My heart beat increasing. Turning I searched the area, silently hoping it was him. "B-lake?" my teeth chattered making my voice stutter like.
Another twig, this time closer. "B-blake? I-m s-s-sorry. Ple-ase take me bac-k." I couldn't do it. It was just to cold. The distance to fa-...
"Go back? But we haven't even met properly." My eyes widen at the sound of the voice behind me. I turned in the snow, the coldness in my bones making my movements slower. A tall scrawny man stood in front of me. His light-white blonde colored hair stood out more then his brown eyes. Pale prominent cheek bones sharp. Lips curved into a light pink Cupid's bow curving slightly into a smirk.
"W-wh-o ar-e y-ou?" I took a step back, everything about him screamed dangerous. He simply smirked and took a couple steps away from me.
"Just an..old friend of your boyfriends. He's a bit late on a payment and well I thought maybe I can get the message across with you." Before I could question him further, he snapped his fingers and instantly more men dropped from the trees all around me. They all closed in fast, faster then I expected in this cold, one grabbing at my neck.
My hands instantly shot out to grip his hand to try and pull him away, but he only tighten his grip, cutting off all oxygen.
My eyes bulged, slight tears forming as I gasp for a breath. Looking around I noticed that the first man was gone along with a few other men, leaving only three here with me.
It didn't matter, the mans grip around my neck tighten again. His eyes darkening into a deep red as he opened his mouth and moved closer to my neck.
My brain and lungs were screaming for air, my legs fling out trying desperately to push away from him. It was no use, his teeth clamped around my neck, two sharp pricks piercing my skin. I wanted to scream but nothing came out but gurgled sounds.
My vision faded, my hearing was next. It hurt so much.
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His Mate
WerewolfFaith has always had a rough life. The fear of being around her father when she was younger. Now having to live almost on her own while her mother is away or always drunk. Her only friends Tim and his girlfriend Jordan, are there for her. But then...