Fate always had the power to screw you over.
And Alexandra always thought that she had everything she could ask for: a caring family, a best friend and an attentive boyfriend. That is until she discovered the latter two alone in a car together.
Sin...
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I don't know how long I'd been riding; I refused to open my eyes and shrieked every time my horse made a turn, almost sliding off her back, my fractured arm screaming in protest.
I did know that no one was following me, so that was a good sign. I didn't want to ponder about what I was going to do next. That didn't stop the thoughts from coming anyway.
What was I going to do? Where was I going to go? I didn't get any answers, obviously, and feeling was starting to creep back into my consciousness. I didn't want to think of what I'd just done. It didn't make any sense, I wasn't violent, and I'd never fought a girl like that! I was really starting to freak out, and still, I didn't open my eyes. I was afraid of what I might see. Normally, I wouldn't be riding like this, not with the horse going anywhere at her own judgement or with my one hand that barely managed to keep me atop the horse.
The horse eventually slowed down to a walk, but I didn't stop her. For some reason, I trusted that the horse knew that we weren't being followed and that I didn't want to be found.
Shit. What was this? What had come over me? Yeah, I'd had a very tough week, maybe the hardest of my life, but I couldn't imagine why I was even running away. I wasn't that kind of girl! I sneaked out a lot, truthfully, but never ran away.
This was crazy. This whole island was crazy! Things like magic and mythical islands shouldn't exist. I shouldn't believe this nightmarish reality that recently presented itself.
Yet, I did. I had no doubt in my mind that there were other things hiding behind corners, ready to jump you and scare the shit out of you. Though the Athlans were more secretive than that; they liked to live on their isolated island. This world was completely different and similar in so many ways. For one, some people were still bullies, without a doubt, but really, it was a lot worse when you actually experienced it. Altogether, it was nothing like my old life, because humans didn't have queens that considered you a friend even if you didn't know them. Atlantis had a total lack of technology, and I missed watching TV. It was just so unfair!
Yeah, but life never is fair, huh?
I pushed the annoying voice to the back of my mind and opened my eyes.
We were in the forest, which both creeped me out and made me want to close my eyes again. Enclosed by trees and greenery and growth, it was dark and little light pierced through the canopy of trees. But what light I could see was golden, almost a tad orange. Dusk.
Hell, how long had I been doing this? My aching numb legs confirmed it, and suddenly I felt really, absolutely lonely and scared.
No one knew where I was, and nothing looked familiar. Where was I? In a forest. That was far too obvious to give much attention, and it wasn't like there were any paths carved into the mulch or clear openings in the bushes to guide my way.
