Killer Love (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Twelve Finding Balance

Scarlett's P.O.V:

It hit me like the rush of a cool summer breeze, but with the force of a stampeding elephant. My senses were dulled and my balance was completely off. I didn't know what to do, say or think. My heart was slowly beating and my body felt numb. I couldn't hear anything. I laid there waiting for something that was not going to come. I was told that if I were to become the balance I needed to find balance. To slow my heart, I needed to clear my mind and relax. I needed to think about the difference between light and dark. How everything light was so pure and innocent and beautiful; and how everything dark was evil and mysterious and alluring. I had to find something that was both light and dark to tie myself to. Something that was just as dark as it was light. Something that did terrible this in a graceful way. That was so beautiful it had to be an angel condemned to hell. Something that even the most evil person had to take a second glance. I decided on a wolf. Not just any wolf though a wolf that was wild and majestic. That's beauty and grace over ruled the deadliest harm it's ever done. The only thing was I had to find this wolf and link myself to it. I would feel the beauty, the grace, the strength, the purity, the evil, and the harm of this wolf.

I searched for quite a long time in the north. I past many wolves that could fill the part I need, but none of them were perfect for the part. I needed one who was fearless, brave, compassionate, devilish, and misleading. So I continued my search further more. It was until I saw the most magnificent wolf that I thought I would never find one that had the qualities I was looking for. He was sheer black with eyes the color of ice. The way he simply jogged in front of the pack, leading them, showed me that he was the leader. An alpha. I hovered there for a moment admiring the beauty if this wolf before I charged down on him. To link our souls they first had to connect. So when my soul ventured upon into his it was the oddest yet most wonderful feeling I've ever experienced. It was like a rush of cool air followed by a tingling warmth everywhere. My mind became clearer and my senses were heightened. Everything was different and better.

I've always wondered what it was like to finally find yourself. How it would feel? How everything would look? And it's beyond wonderful. Everything feels new and refreshing. It's-it's something I've never felt before. The feeling is so overpowering my body begins to feel numb and grow limp. It's like experiencing an extreme high. The most powerful thing that makes you want more, but I don't want more. One time is enough because I eventually pass-out.

I woke up in my oasis sprawled out across the soft grass. My senses alive and flowing. I could smell the sweet dewy scent of the grass. My eyes adjusted to the brightness of the morning light and I slowly sat up. The water glistened under the sunlight and the plants blew in the subtle wind. My mind reeled from my previous spirit adventure. My heart had finally stopped it's pounding against my chest. So, I stood up in front of the oasis and stripped my clothing from my body and slowly made my way into the chilly water. I was awakened when body was fully submerged underneath the turquoise liquid. My hair flowed in waves around my body making me feel like a mermaid. Once my lungs started to beg for oxygen again, I returned to the surface. My hair was dripping wet and sticking to just about every part of my back. I quickly reassembled myself in my clothes and started to make my journey back to my car. I decided to leave my shoes off and carry them because I loved the feeling of the cool grass beneath my feet. I made my way through the field to my car that was parked on the other side.

The tall grass tickled my calves as I dug for my keys in my backpack. Once I found them I unlocked the car and drove my way out of the country. I had woken up at 4 in the morning to be able to get out of the house unnoticed. I had left a note, but my father probably sent out a search party anyway. He was always way too overprotective. I loved it at sometimes, but other times it was just plan out annoying. I chuckled to myself as I remembered getting my first boyfriend and my dad scarring the shit out of him. He threatened to cut off his manly parts and shove them up his ass.