Prologue

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"Please don't do this," He begs, tears forming around his pleading Brown eyes. I would've done anything for him before this. I would've killed for him, but this was something I couldn't do. His usually tan skin, looked pale against the beaming sun, lacked its usual healthy glow. His t-shirt covered in wrinkles and dirt, his jeans hugging his waist, dirty and cut in odd places. The scratches on his face begin healing while the pain of mine made it's presence known. My red and purple eyes meet with his captivating brown. My breathing becomes uneven at the beautiful and frightening sight.

I wish it could've been different. I wish the circumstances were different.

His eyes told me so many things. Many emotions swirling around his eyes but I couldn't quite decipher. Fear? Pity? Pain? Hope even?

I shake my head of those thoughts, closing my eyes as another sob escapes my lips.

"I-I-I can't," I whisper, clutching my chest. My heart beating erratically. An immense wave of pain overcame me, bringing me to my knees. The pain felt indescribable, it was nothing I had felt before. Nothing could compare. It wasn't just physical pain, it was emotional and mental. My mind felt scrambled, my emotions were all over and it felt like my heart was tearing in half.

My eyes bleeding with pain as a foreign sound escapes my lips. Grey clouds forming over the entire forest, a large crack echoing across, lightning following its wake.

"We can act like nothing ever happened! We can be happy," His lips pulled up into a hopeful yet nervous smile.

My eyes focused on his berry stained lips, taking in everything he had said. Every fiber in my being wanted to believe him. Everything inside me wanted to just pretend that everything was perfect. But a small part of me knew the truth. A small part of me knew that nothing would ever be the same. No matter how much I want to change it, I can't. That's what kills me. The things I desperately want to change...

"I can't," I finish in a whisper.

I tear my eyes away from his lips and trail up to his beautiful eyes. Reality washed over me like a wave of cold water, bringing pain with it. Waking me up.

Everything hurt. The entire world felt so cold and chaotic. My breathing becoming uneven, feeling as though someone had kicked me in the chest repeatedly. It felt as though I was falling and there would be no landing insight.

Another crack echoes throughout the forest, rain following in it's wake. We stand there in silence for what felt like hours but what probably was a few minutes. My soaking wet clothes weighed me down even more.

All I wanted was a moment of peace. Peace from all the fighting. Peace from all the pain. My entire body felt weak, it felt like a struggle to stay awake. My eyelids felt so heavy.

"Please," His voice cracks. I look up at him, questioningly. His unkempt chocolate brown locks cover his eyes, making his facial expression difficult to read. I shake my head, taking a deep breath. I'm too tired to read into his actions. I'm just tired of breathing.

"I'm tired," I whisper faintly, my voice coming off detached and cold. I plant my hands on the ground and push myself off of the floor, stumbling back a bit. I sigh, looking up at his beautiful face, needing to take in his appearance for one last time. Taking it all in, taking what used to be all in.

He parted his beautiful plump lips and extended his hand to me. "Just come back home, we can figure something out. Please.. Control your emotions. You are wasting all your energy. You need to heal. You haven't eaten in months. You're weak." The pain and anxiousness evident in his voice. He takes a step forward, to which I take a step back, moving closer and closer to the edge of the cliff. I turn my head and look down behind me. Large jagged rocks sprinkle across the river as the water fiercely crashes around. It felt more peaceful than what had been my home for the past few months.

I turn back to him, letting a weak smile spread across my face. Those two words.... I've heard that all my life. 'You're weak.'

If it wasn't by friends or family, it would be by strangers..

Maybe I am. I am weak.

"You're right." I whisper, my voice cracking as the tears continue to run down my face. "I am weak."I look back down at the river, shaking my head.

"Will you ever notice that i'm gone.. After i'm gone?" I mumble, focusing on the crashing of the waves.. I turn around and look up to see his eyes staring at me with confusion.

Jump. Jump. Jump The voice whispers.

"I can't go back. This is one thing that we can't undo. I wish we could, but we can't." I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to drown out the voices. The roaring thunder became more severe, the more I lose myself in my own mind.

"You lied to me," I whisper to myself.

What if it never happened? Would things be different? Would I be different? What if I just had died that night?

Jump. Jump. The voice whispers.

"Cat," He whispers, his breathing becoming uneven.

His voice snaps me out my trance, catching my full attention. He let out a nervous smile, taking a slow step towards me. Just hearing his voice gives me the extra bit of energy I need to move. I stand up tall, fixing my posture. The hurt and pain of everything subsided, as the anger took it's place.

Image upon image replay in my head, everything of the past year just replaying in my head. The abuse, the torment, the fear, the heartache and pain. Image after image, thought after thought. It all replayed in my mind, making me furious. My anger boiling, taking control.

"We can't go back, we can never go back," I tell him harshly, my teeth growing sharper. Overcome with anger, I ball up my fists and throw my head back, letting out an angry scream.

Thunder rumbles overhead, more fiercer than before. A jagged bolt of lightning strikes near, cracking the sky in two. I slowly walk backwards, trying to keep calm.

"Ca-" Before he can even finish that sentence, I cut him off in a rush. There is nothing he can say that will change my mind. We can never go back. We can never go back. Never go back.

"I, Catalina Marie Castillo reject you, Aiden Alexander Jones as my mate." I yell at him before taking one step back

Staring at the sky, watching the clouds quickly scatter as I finally let out a breath that I didn't know I held in.

I sigh in peace as my body submerges into the erratic water.

I wish it had always been like this. This peaceful.

Life had always been one struggle after the next, and i'm tired.

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