Events

Chapter 5: Plan

I never had run so fast before. But then again I had never had to run for my life either. The red checkered table to close on me faster than expected. Within five nerve racking seconds I had manged to claw my way out of the shrubbery and up to the four taunting plates of all the things Id need to survive. Hesitating for only of a briefest moment before starting to pack the food in my small pockets Just the smell of the bread sent my stomach in a round of anticipating growls of hunger.  

"Isla!" Deans voice calls from the distance. 

Snapping my head up from my work I see dean with a Red and Black backpack dangling freely from his long fingers.  

"Where did you get that?" I swear that boy had the best luck. Even back home he won every raffle he entered. 

"Behind the table, it must of been how he got all the food here." 

Nodding once guessing deans intentions I quickly grasp the back pack and sweep the contains off the second plate into the open bag in one fluid motion. 

In under a minute we had the rest of the supplies packed and ready to go the only thing that remained was the contains of the third plate. The small cell phone and the neatly folded piece of grey parchment. 

"Do we take it or leave it?" I ask, my voice an audibly small whisper. 

Dean ponders for a moment the gives one  brief nod. "Yeah may as well its not like it could do any harm." 

A loud snap of a branch breaking erupts from behind us. In an instant Deans strong body is in front of me, his arms spread out wide protectively as if to stop anything that came in my direction. 

"Thought you two were smart eh." The dark voice of the mental man echos loud and clear in front of us. 

My heart stops beating. It was him. 

"Don't you come any where near her." Deans voice is threatening and strong. And for the briefest moment I feel safe.  

Plucking up the courage Cautiously I peer around deans out stretched arm causing the dark mans figure to come into full view.  

He. Looked. Dangerous.

 The mans long black hair was draped freely to the side exposing in full his alarming facial features. His large beady eyes glinted with anticipation, his smile was wide exposing his yellow decayed teeth, bu what caught my attention war nor his wide eyes or his flat black hair but the long Thin scar starting from just above his left eye and finally stopping at the bottom of his jaw. It screamed out warning.

I winced as he spoke for a second time.

"Ill give you a proposition dean is it? yes, well how about you give me that girl behind you and ill let you go scotch free. No strings attached."

Tightening my grip onto the back of Deans shirt clinging on for dear life. Dean wouldn't leave me alone with that man would he? I look up at him warm tears of fear running steadily down my cheeks.Deans ice blew eyes rake over my terrified expression before turning to once again face the dark figure.

"Never"

The one simple word made me feel instantly safe, dean loved me of course he wouldn't give me up. A weak smile played at the corner of my lips.

A rough laugh instantly catches my attention. Throwing his head back the evilly his large figure rocks with laughter.

"Then I'm afraid I'm just going to have to take her by force."

With an alarming speed our capture runs up to dean and before he can respond knocks him aside in one Strong motion. A ear piecing scream rises from my throat echoing in the vast space surrounding us.  "Dean!"

A pair of strong hands clutches around my waist in a bone crushing grasp. I scream one again in panic thrashing my legs about hoping to land a blow on the man behind me. But its no use hes too strong. crying out in defeat I fall to my knees only to be yanked painfully up to my feet  by my long hair.

"Isla!" Deans worried vice fills my ears.

"Move and ill snap her neck." 

A round of rough painful sobs escapes my throat racking my small feeble body.

"Let her go."

Another loud laugh echos from behind me the mans foul breath washing over my neck.  "Oh on the contrary Dean I plan to do quite the opposite. And as if to demonstrate his point one of the iron like hands begins to slowly slide underneath my shirt caressing roughly at my skin.

"DON'T TOUCH HER!" Deans voice rings loud and clear anger obious in his words.

"What do you not like seeing your girl with another man? Well you better get used to it because hes my girl now." The rough hands around my waist release for just a moment before I'm spun around 180 degreese to face my capture. Before I can react a rough set of lips crashes down  upon mine.

Tears run freely down my terror stricken face. I didn't want this.

Then all of a sudden this grip is released his lips disconnecting from mine.

Looking down he crazy man lays unnaturaly still on the floor red seeping slowly from his skull leaking onto the soft grass beneath my feet. Dean stands there clutching a silver plate smeared with red glinting in the moon light. "Isla....."

"Is he alive?" My eyes flicker back to the shadow on the floor the red puddle increasing in size.

"Yeah i think so hes still breathing. Isla we have got to get going. I'm sorry He ... he touched you I promise it will never happen again. I will protect you Isla." Nodding numbly I reach for the bag we packed before hand.

"Lets get out of here before he wakes up."

And with that we ran into the darkness of the forest.