The wind whipped past my ears as I followed the amazing scent of food. The mouthwateringly dangerous smell that I craved so. My stomach made noises begging for the thing it had gone so long without.
The streets were dark and empty, no moon in sight. I knew I should go back, it was dangerous, but my stomach betrayed my mind and I couldn't keep from walking on. One thought remained through my haze I could hear it. So good! Over and over so many times I didn't know if it was me who was the one saying it. It didn't sound like me. But no one else was around.
The only thing I saw was the forest. When had I walked into it? I slowly emerged into a clearing. The aroma filling it, so sweet yet bitter I wanted to just charge at it and stuff my face with the long awaited food. Before I could the door swung open.
In the doorway was a tall handsome man defined cheekbones and jawline, clean, and decent amount of muscle.
He obviously was able to afford at least the basic necessities by the difference in our looks. While he looked nice and filled out I was skinny and pale, my jaw and cheekbones obvious but in a sickly way, and I was definitely lacking the muscle that a young man should have. The height difference was immense he stood at almost 6'4 while I only stood at 5'7.
While I was somehow distracted by comparing our looks he had lead me inside and set me at a table with a full plate of vegetable and meat and bread with a bowl of fruit on the side and water. I quickly started devouring the food trying to stuff as much as I could into my frail body. This was the start to a long story that was my life, and how I ended up how I am now.
