(Alexa's POV)
Fuck. I've got to get away from here; anywhere, it doesn't matter, just... Not here.
Tears streamed down my face, their caresses' to my cheeks, the only solace in my distress. Pained, bitter, stinging tears, their warmth against my once similarly warm, (now chilled by midnight air), skin, seemingly mocking me.
I could feel my heart-beat in my throat, thumping at great pace as I ran. It felt almost as if I was having an, 'Out Of Body Experience', - as though I was looking through a sound proof glass window at myself without any control of what was happening and unable to stop myself from doing what I was doing.
I couldn't breathe for panic as I stopped dead in my tracks, looking quickly each way, getting a better understanding of my surroundings as my irrational, overactive mind overthought every possible outcome of each direction that was possible for me to choose.
My vision, by this time, had become too tear-blurred for me to make sense of so I pulled the sleeve of my hoodie over my hand and rubbed my eyes hard- causing my skin to become red and raw: Carefully, I pulled the sleeve back off my hand and reached up gently, grazing my fingers lightly over the patch of skin to confirm what I already knew I had done.
I could feel my heart-beat begin to lessen its' pace, as though the feel of my skin underneath my fingers had grabbed me hold and pulled me back to reality. I was starting to feel more in control of myself again.
I headed left towards what looked like a park area and sighed as I sat on the damp ground, tucked my knees up to my chin, hugging them close to me so that I was able to experience at least some form of comfort in the aftermath of my trauma.
Whilst I familiarised my surroundings and started to calm down slightly, I could sense a presence nearby. I didn't feel threatened by it; in fact, it was more comforting than anything. 'Probably a dog walker', I thought. It didn't really matter though- not to me - it was just nice to know that I wasn't alone, even if our situations were entirely different. Neither of us were alone.
There was no use panicking about what happened now- there was nothing I could do- and besides, it was a nice night. The sky was clear from clouds and the stars had room to breathe and be free of all the clutter in the air. I don't know whether it actually happened or not or a trick of the starlight reflecting in my still teared up eyes like a beautiful kaleidoscope but I could have sworn that the stars shine extra bright that night.
I sighed and pulled my hoodie around me more, this was nice but I knew it wasn't going to be somewhere I could stay, it was simply the wrong time of year to be hiding out, equipmentless, in a park, (especially in one of which I was unsure of its location), and anyway- I couldn't stay here if I wanted to. I would be making it too easy for them, It's not worth the risk.
I must never be found.
