After the time I had spent beating him at those intense fighting games, I headed out. I knew I was missing something. I felt it in my gut, a lot of things were floating around in my head, trying to sort them out were near impossible.
I began thinking of my flashback earlier, paying close attention to the little white haired girl, I smiled softly to myself, to think that when I was a child, not worrying about anything, just playing and being a kid. Now I don't even think I'm living. My brow furrowed as I ran my hand on the wall as I walked slowly, lost in my thoughts.
Thinking too long and hard about things isn't healthy for you. I scoffed "What would you kno-" I stopped myself, she knew me better than I even knew myself, and equally as snappy. That's what I thought. I think you should pay Zahalu a visit tomorrow. Take a break today. Maybe go outside for a walk. The thought of the outside nearly brightened my mood.
I walked down the cold stairs carefully, as I was only wearing socks. I walked quietly over to Marks room and knocked quietly, and as if he were waiting the door opened. "What is it?" he seemed nervous but I didn't want to budge.
"I, um, was wondering if I could go for a walk." He pointed down the hall, "Last door." He quickly shut the door, goosebumps rose up my arms as a cold shiver shot down my spine. I moved a stray hair away from my face, looking back twice before opening the door.
"I've never been so nervous to just get outside." He must be in a mood. The ground was damp, and a sheer fog lingered over the tall trees that surrounded the building. I paced along the forest line, brushing my hand against the bushes and weeds.
My ears twitched as I heard running coming a couple yards away, I shielded myself, waiting for the impact, when I felt a cold wet nose on my arm. I opened my fingers that covered my eyes and I sat face-to-face with a large brown wolf. It was beautiful. He was significantly bigger than an average wolf, he stood above my hips, speckles of white and silver shone off as the sun peaked through the clouds.
He had nudged his face into my hand and I gently stroked the fur behind his ear and he cocked his head. "You seem familiar". He locked eyes with me, as if he understood. I sat down, leaning back on my elbows and he plopped on the ground, laying his head on my lap. I petted the top of his head and a couple minutes passed before his head gradually got up, looking up at the building, concentrated as ever.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when he shot off into the woods. After a few moments of deafening silence I began to feel uneasy and as I stood up I felt a sharp pinch in my neck and everything went black.
I woke up frantically, sitting up and tugging at the sleeves of my sweatshirt, It was dark but I could make out a figure standing a couple feet away and I desperately tried scooting away. He laughed at my pathetic attempt, "You can't run away from me, you've never been able to, have you Kai?", I must've looked like a deer in headlights because he became more and more enthused about his advantage. "L-Leave me alone! Who are you?", He smirked "Don't be that way, you know exactly who I am."
Every step he took I took three scoots back until I backed myself up against the tree, "Please, just let me go I don't know you." the lump in my throat hardly let me speak as I looked up at him he grabbed my arm and slammed my body onto the cold ground, I cried out as he twisted my arm back, "Your punishment for running away." He snapped my arm and I felt the bone crack as tears welled up in my eyes and I screamed, a growl erupted from behind him and the man dropped my limp arm. I curled myself into a ball and I looked over he was fighting with the wolf from earlier.
The man laughed, "Always a hair behind her." I writhed in pain behind them and I tried my best to crawl away, "She will be mine, Jake. You can't stop me." I froze and anxiety washed through me, I looked over and the man was gone. When my eyes met with the ocean blue eyes fixated on me from afar, a haze came over me and I passed out.
My body felt stiff and heavy. I kept my eyes closed, breathing in the familiar smell around me. I felt what seemed to be a damp towel on my forehead where sweat had accumulated. It was dead quiet, I could hear the only person in the room breathing. Their heart was at a steady pace, whoever it was had an irregular heartbeat, I'm assuming it was Abbi by the way that she smelt. Strawberries and mint.
That's the last thing in my mind before falling back asleep. I woke up a couple hours afterwards, sitting up in my bed. I winced when I moved my arm, a shock sent up my arm as I bent it. I was almost surprised by how much it had healed, but then again, I have no idea how long I've been sleeping.
"As odd as it sounds, I'm annoyed by how I end up back in my bed after my petty situations."
