See you in hell

The Morning After

I wake up early. Probably too early. More specifically? 4am. Definitely too early. Wayyyy too early.

I always have trouble sleeping, it's probably some form of insomnia. Oh well, everyone has bad dreams. I guess, I just have a lot of them.

I roll onto the other side of my body, my naked skin smooth against the soft sheets. The moonlight is slight but evident and streams in through a gap in the curtains. Memories of last night flood back into my mind - what a night! Seems my one and only was feeling very passionate, my neck is painted with multiple hickies, or love bites? I don't know, whatever people call them nowadays. Jamie looks so adorable when sleeping, his plump lips parted ever so slightly.
Shame the b**tard snores.

When I wake up, I tend to find it's almost impossible to fall back asleep, so now I'm awake with nothing to do for 4 hours until the start of good ol' college. I climb out of bed, the cold air hitting my body like a wave of ice cold water. "When will your parents invest in heating?! Ugh!" I complain quietly to the sleeping figure in the bed. Needless to say, I'm graced with snoring in response.

I stumble around the dark room, finding my bag that J brought up before we decided to sleep. Going through it, I pull out some navy tracksuit bottoms and a black vest top, covering my naked body swiftly with them. 'Thats better' I think to myself, adoring the feel of soft warm fabric over my ice cold skin. I wander into Jamie's en suite bathroom, closing the door and turning on the light to brush my hair in the mirror. God, I look like death, the bags under my eyes heavy and my cheeks dusted with light acne. I pull the brush through my hair gently, staring mesmerised as my hair straightens itself out then springs back to my natural waves. I turn off the light and leave the bathroom.

'What to do now... Hmmmm' I question myself, perching gently on the edge of the bed.

'Oh I know! I'll go for a walk' That may sound weird but it's oddly refreshing at this time in the morning. Also, Jamie has a forest just behind his parents' house. It's beautiful.

I grab my phone and turn on the torch, making my way down the stairs and out the back door of the house. No need to write J a note, I do this all the time and I'm normally back by the time he wakes up. He knows better than to worry about me too.

I hum to myself as I wander aimlessly into the forest. The dark green leaves create a patchy, beautiful canopy but leave me fully in the dark. The leaves crunch under my feet as I breathe in the familiar smell, my body relaxed as I walk slowly, aiming the flashlight directly in front of me.

I walk for roughly twenty minutes when I hear a sound coming from behind me. It sounds like a twig snapping, barely audible. My hearing is heightened though, I put that down to the time in the morning. My heart leaps into my throat and I turn round instantly, eyes wide. "Hello?..." I scan the whole area behind me with the small light from my phone. I can't see anything.

Must be my mind messing with me.

I try to forget what I think I heard but I start to hear it more. It's like a rhythmic sound. I step with my left foot, step with my right foot, step with my left and then crunch. Left foot, right foot, left foot, crunch, snap, turn.

"Alright, I know someones there!" I yell, my voice stronger than I feel. "Who are you? Show yourself!" Yet again, nothing is there. But I feel a presence watching me intently. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared. It was all I could do not to show my fear and shake madly, my throat becoming drier by the second.

Just as I'm about to turn and run, I hear a low growl coming from a bush. I shine the torch in that direction, my arm shaking now, the light unsteady at the end of my arm. There's a shuffle and a large wolf strides slowly out of the bush. My eyes widen as I stare at the beast ahead of me. It's back is arched, white sharp teeth on show, it's fur on end as it stalks slowly closer to me. The blue eyes show nothing but anger, this creature is crazed. I can tell a predator from it's prey and it's not hard to tell I'm the prey in this situatuon.

Fight or flight. You can guess what I choose. I sprint for my life. I hear the wolf racing after me, the snarling is almost deafening. I try to scream but my mouth produces no sound. Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot. 'Come on Kaitlin!' I scream in my head. I can hear the beast closing in on me - this can't be it. I can't die this way.

I run faster as I hear another wolf behind me. I hear a scuffle as well as more growling and snarling. It doesn't take a genius to work out there is now two wolves - fighting for some reason. I don't look back, this is my chance to get out of here! I carry on running.

My curiosity soon gets the better of me and I slow from my flat-out sprint, glancing behind me. I can't see anything, I dropped my stupid phone!

I've lost my sense of direction, I can't see where I'm going anymore. My heart beat speeds up as the growling lessens. Is one of the wolves dead?! I panic and run straight forward, yelping as I run straight into something hard, my head erupting in pain. The growling has stopped and now I hear whimpering. I fall backwards and something catches me. I smell something musky as strong arms encase me. I suck in a sharp breath as I feel butterflies a hundred times more intense than those I feel when Jamie touches me. "Hey, are you okay?!" A heavenly voice asks from right behind my ear. I sigh in content and my world goes black as I fall fully onto the body behind me.

*2 hours later*

My head is thumping and I'm cold. I shiver as my eyes open. The vision in front of me is burry and I leap onto my feet as the memory of what happened comes back to me.

Wolves? In Burberry? This is mad! Dangerous! Insane! I think of telling someone but who would believe me? I think I should just try to forget what happened. But who was that man? I shake the though out of my head. I probably imagined that part.

My vision slowly clears as I look around frantically. I'm on Jamie's driveway? How did I get here? I look down at the floor, not quite believing where i am. Thats when I see it, my phone. Hesitantly, I lean down to pick it up. A long string of curse words leave my mouth as I survey the damage: a massive crack along the top of the screen. How great.

I rush back into the house and up to Jamie's room, he's gone. That's not unusual, he probably got called into work. I check the time, 7am? Bit early for him but maybe someone called in ill?
I'm sure he's fine. I really wanted to talk to him about what just happened though.

I sigh and start to get ready for college, dressing in a pleated skirt and shirt along with my knee high socks. I do my makeup and smirk at my reflection. 'Eyeliner on fleek!' I mumble to myself, giggling. My scruffy black hair falls gracefully down my back, the waves emphasising my figure. I'm not a slender girl, I'm curvy: small waist, big thighs, boobs, @ss. I love my body as everyone should love theirs. My eyes weren't half bad too, big and blue lined perfectly with coal black eyeliner, highlighting their unusual colour. My face was in proportion, I have normal lips but I don't have the best skin, my face is also a little plump. I have mild acne which I cover everyday with makeup, I do that for no one but myself. I like to look good, feeling good comes alongside that.
Despite my skin, I know I'm attractive. So do a lot of guys at college. Thats why I dress the way I do, to show them I'm hot, but most definitely out of reach. Jamie has my heart, everyone knows not to hit on me.
Some still try, but they live to regret it.

Anyways, first day back at college after the six week break today. Another new college year, wish me luck.