Mute Abused Beauty

3. Memories...

It has been a few house since the boy left. I slowly crawl out from under the bush and lay down next to a tree near by.

I can't stop think about him. His dark brown hair that flows a little past his ears. His dull green eyes and how inviting and trusting they were. His tall 6 foot figure compared to my 5'3 one. His strong arms. And finally his lips.

I couldn't help but imagine how it would feel to be wrapped in his arms. How it would feel to have his lips on mine.

I shook my head trying to stop these thoughts. I can't trust him. I kept telling myself that but the more I did the less I actually believed it.

I wanted to trust him but I couldn't. Not with the risk of him working with my kidnappers and taking me back to that hell.

I can't.....I can't risk it....

If he is working with my kidnappers he will take me back to them and they'll kill me. I don't want to go back there. I can't go back there. I'm free now. And I don't want to lose this freedom, no I can't lose this freedom.

I lay there by that tree for hours, just thinking about the boy, and if I can trust him or not.

I don't know when but at some point I fell asleep. It defiantly wasn't a peaceful sleep though. This is how it went the entirety of the night. Fall asleep, have a nightmare, wake up, panic, cry, get tired, repeat.

I give up on trying to sleep. I need to stay awake and alert. I need to be on my toes. I can't let my guard down. I stand up on all fours and walk into the middle of the clearing in the dark of the night.

I walk in circles. Around and around and around. I try and think back to my childhood when I was little and remembered that I climbed trees all the time.

At this thought I look up and see that the branches on the trees above are thick enough for me to lay up there in my wolf form, considering that I don't know how to shift back. 

I look for the biggest and tallest tree and run at it at full speed. I get onto the lowest branch and look down amazed. I continue to climb the tree till I think I'm far enough up to be out of harms way.

I lay carefully on the thick branch and put my ears down. A memory floods my thoughts.

"Daddy come catch me!" My dad comes running my way and I shriek and start running to my favorite tree.

"Get down here you little monkey wolf" I giggle at the little nickname. I stand up on the lowest branch and look down at my dad. I smile.

"Catch me!" I yell as I jump to my daddy. I giggle as I'm caught just before my toes touch the ground. I'm brought back up and my dad holds me on his hip with his arms wrapped tightly around me.

"You're my brave girl. No one can bring you down. You're so smart and caring and happy. You my little princess. And you always will be. I love you monkey wolf. Never forget that" I see tears in my dads eyes and I wrap my tiney arms around him tightly.

"I love you too daddy"

I'll always remember that day. It was a week before I was taken...

I miss my parents......and my best friend, Aro.....and my old pack.....

I wish I was never taken.....I wish I could hear my dads voice again and hear him and my mother call my their little princess or their monkey wolf.....

I would do anything to be reunited with them again.....and I mean anything....