4. Trust?

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I'm snapped out of my daze by the sound of a twig breaking. I hadn't realized that the sun is rising. I hear another twig break. And my ears spring up and listen closely to find out where this sound is coming from.

I hear the wolf lay down and then the forest is silest again. I lay my head down and see something below me. I look down and become scared. I recognize the wolf. The light brown fur. How big the wolf was compared to my small one.

After a few seconds he shifts and pulls on a pair of shorts that were tied to his ankle. After he sits back down he unties a large T-shirt from his ankle.

I sit up on the tree branch and almost fall which causes a bunch of bark to fall into the center if the clearing. The stranger looks up at me and stands up. I look down at him and stare into his amazing green eyes.

I shake my head and try to concentrate on how I can't trust him. I run across the branch and jump to another tree. I hear his gasp when he sees me jump. I look down once again and see a combination of amazement and fear in his eyes.

"Please" he begs "come down. I won't hurt you. I promise."

I look at him skeptically and slowly jump to a branch a little bit higher. "Please. You're hurt. I saw the big cut on your leg yesterday. I want to help"

I realize that my leg hurts like hell but I guess I hadn't thought about it much lately so I hadn't felt the pain. And at that second my leg gives out and I slip off the branch.

While falling I manage to dig my claws into the lowest branch to stop my fall and mostly to keep me from being on the same levle as him. I can't trust him. He'll hurt me. I know it. Everyone does.

I climb on the branch and sit down catching my breath. I look down and see fear in his eyes as tears brim his eyes and threaten to fall. He blinks them away and speaks again.

"I'm begging you. Please come down. You're going to hurt yourself more. I can teach you how to shift and I can check out your injuries. You can trust me. I would never hurt you."

And before I could even stop myself I'm on the ground staring into his eyes hiding in a bush. I knew he could see me but I was still scared. I slowly limped out and laied down just outside the bush.

Pain shot up my leg and I whimpered in pain. This causes him to slowly pick up the shirt and walk towards me.

I scoot back when he is a foot away. He sits down with his legs crossed and sets the shirt in front of me. I don't move. He's too far away to touch me and that's how I like it right now.

"I'm not going to hurt you" the boy whispers.

Yea right I think to myself. For all I know you could get me to trust you then take me back there. Take me back so they can kill me slowly.

I try to get up but fail and fall back down to the ground. I start shaking with fear as he gets closer. He sits down and looks at me worriedly.

"I want you to listen closely to what I say" he starts. "I'm going to teach you how to shift back to your human form. Just warning you, you will be naked. That's why I have this shirt, you can put it on to cover yourself. Now to shift, you just need to close your eyes and picture yourself as a human again."

I look at him them look at the shirt then back to him. "Do you want me to look away?"

I nod my head. My mind takes over. I picture myself as a human. Scars, and cuts and all... What will he think when he sees them? Will he be disgusted? Will he leave?

I feel my bones cracking and reforming. It doesn't hurt tho. And within seconds I'm human again. And he was right I was naked. I quickly take the shirt and pull it over my head.

I put my forearms against my stomach on the fabric to hide the self harm and abuse cuts and scars. Lucky for me the shirt goes down to my knees so he can't see my thighs.

I snap my fingers slightly and he looks around at me and smiles. I blush a little bit and look down, embarrassed.

"My name is Justin. What's yours?"

I just shake my head in response.

"Can I take a look at your leg? Its badly injured." God his voice is so amazing.

Again I shake my head no. To look at it he'll have to see my thigh. Then he'll be disgusted. This was a bad idea. Shifting back...

He's gunna expect me to speak and be the perfect girl. Tears start streaming down my face as I'm breaking. I close my eyes and think.

Soon enough I feel the familiar feeling of my bones cracking. I'm back in my wolf form where I'm not expected to talk. Where I can't talk even if I wanted to.

I see his eyes look at me like I'm broken and like I need help. I know I'm broken and need help but I don't want him looking at me like this. I don't want him knowing who I am and how broken I really am. I don't want him be able to hurt me emotionaly.

And with this thought in mind, I run. Once again I'm running from my problems. I'm being weak, like always. I know he's following me and I know he'll catch up with me because I'm injured, but I'm still running away. I need this. I need to calm down and think for a little bit.

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