Seperate Sins

Unentitled to survive

I ran and sobbed as the pain shot through my body. I must've stepped on a dozen thorns and rocks by now.
The weather wasn't helping the situation at all.

The rain had just started pouring  down on my body.

It started easy at first,  but then it started sleeting. It felt like needles were piercing my skin.

My clothes clung onto my weak body so bad that I could see my nipples through my blouse.
I crossed my arms over my chest trying to keep myself warm.  
Until my body finally collapsed onto the muddy ground.  I could feel the mud spread across my face.
I was hit with exhaustion and anger.

I screamed in pain and in confusion.

Knowing nothing about who you are or what you are is more frustrating than knowing everything and anything. 

I glanced around, trying to find some cover, some safety of some sort.
All that was around me were trees, trees with big roots.

I crawled my way over to the nearest tree.
I don't know what type of tree it is,
I don't know if the tree will end up dancing.
All I knew was I gave up. 

I accepted my fate.
I just want to die.
I crawled in between the roots,
resting on smaller roots.

Still exposed to only a little bit of rain now, I  shriveled myself into a ball and squeezed my eyes shut.
Shaking, I wrapped my arms around my knees, holding it close to my chest.
Looking at my right arm I observed two black dots semi next to each other on my forearm.
What is this?
Was I branded?

I had enough.

My body was being shaken as I heard faint voices yelling  towards me.

"Wake up! Wake up!"
The voice shouted until I finally opened my eyes, seeing Pan's face close to mine.

I shrieked, trying to move away.
Only making me realize I was literally against a tree.
I must've fallen asleep or something.

"Get away from me." I said, trying to push him away from me, only making him fall on top of me.
Making him and myself groan. 

"You're bloody freezing!,"
he exclaimed yelling over the storm, pulling himself off of me,
"The storm is getting worse, its not safe!"

"Why would you care? Leave me be." I shouted at him, sitting up against the tree.

He groaned, shaking his head at me, he muttered something that I didn't understand,
"Fuck it,"
He said going down towards me and picking my body up and throwing me over his shoulder,
"You're too weak to move. We have to find shelter."

"Let me go!"
I cried into his back as I hit his back repeatedly, only making his grip on me tighten.

He started walking a little faster as the rain came down harder.  The thunder got louder, and the end grew stronger making it harder for Pan to stand.  

Until we finally entered somewhere with a door being slammed behind us, warm and cozy with yet again, another wooden floor.

Another cabin.

He set me down in a beige swingy thingy  above the ground with holes on it. 

"What- What is-" I started.

"Its called a hammock, relax and shut up."
He said groaning, sitting back in a wooden chair with his head down in his hands and his clothes and hair all wet.

I could hear the wind whistling past the cabins covered windows.

I glanced around the room I was in and looked next to me seeing another hammock, a few chairs and a little wooden desk with a few covered papers on it.