Run Away With Her

Part 7

"Well, I can't remember how old I was, but it was after school. Usually, my friends and I go to the woods. It's peaceful there, and we have an old shed that we built and sometimes go camping to. But my friends weren't in the mood to go, but I was. So I decided to go by myself, harmless right? So, I walked into the forest. Surrounded by nature, I felt comfortable, safe yes?"

I paused.

"What I didn't know was that I was being followed. I felt uneasy. But I didn't think much about it. I just assumed it was the wind hitting against the trees and leaves, and water because every time I turned around there was no one. So, I went deeper and deeper. I found a safe place and sat on a log. Looking around the sight was beautiful, so I pulled out my sketch pad from my bag and a pencil. I didn't remove my eraser, because I believed that mistakes weren't meant to be erased. So, I'd draw my first draft, then on a new sheet of paper, my second. I was drawing on my second sheet of paper, when I could feel a strong presence behind me. I looked around, perhaps for a weapon. I can't recall, because after that, it all went dark."

I stopped again.

Freya suddenly had the urge to jump in,

"I'm sorry, but 'mistakes weren't meant to be erased'?"

I ignored her question, or statement, whatever it was.

"I woke up to the aching pain on my back. I tried to move but I was restrained. I scanned my surroundings, then and only then, did it really hit me. I was surprised, yes, but more stunned really." I paused.

"You need not continue," Warona spoke up.

"I saw him. He was staring blankly at me. So, I stared too. His eyes were dark, but they showed an even darker past. I didn't know if I should have spoken up. But maybe I should have, but I remained silent. He told me to back away from the bars because they bring pain. He never specified what kind of pain, so I decided not to find out. I begged him to release me, he told me no. No, he wouldn't. Because I was special. I was born at exactly midnight in the middle of the year. Yes, he told me because my birthday was on June 15 at midnight , the doctors can't say if my birthday was on the 15th or 16th. I told him my birthday was on the 16th. Pretty obvious, I mean midnight meant the beginning of a new day. He told me, I was essential for his project. I didn't bother asking what, but he said it had to be my blood."

I stopped.

" 'The blood of a newborn' he said to me. I never knew what that meant, nor did I seek to find out more. But then he fed me, gave me a bed. And after explaining what a newborn was, I knew he'd never let me go. I had to escape. But plans of my escape grew less and less each and every day. He treated me like utter crap, but feed me well. He talked crap to me and all, but got me to exercise. It was weird, he didn't care but he did. I don't know how to explain it. "

I sighed and looked up. 

Freya was already in tears and Warona was comforting her with a hug. Motheo's face was blank, with no emotion whatsoever. I don't understand him, I never did I guess.

I heard Motheo swear under his breathe after what seemed like forever of silence. We all looked at him.

"What's the matter?" Freya whispered.

"Someone's here." Warona exposed. 

Not long after, we heard a car pull up, but by that time, our bags we packed and we were ready to leave.