Alone

Whoa

I wake up outside of my house on a wood stump with the sun shining. I thought I went inside my house yesterday before I went to bed. I look around. My house is nowhere in sight. I don't recognize anything around me. I've never been here before. I look around frantically. Asher isn't around neither.

"Asher!" I shout looking around desperately. Silence. "Asher!" I shout louder. Silence again. I don't even know which direction my house is in. I'm alone, helpless, unarmed. I scan my surroundings again. I hear a quiet rustling in the brush. I'm not alone.

I pause for a second trying to think of something to do. Then I start to run as fast as I can. I don't even think about the direction I go. I just run. After a moment I hear the footsteps of someone else running behind me. I run faster. I can't get attacked because I won't be able to fight them off long. Like I said, I'm unarmed. I can tell they are fairly larger than me because of how loud there footsteps are. I don't know how long I can be ahead of them.

There footsteps grow louder and I sense they are closer. I push myself to go faster. I don't dare look back because I don't want to risk tripping and falling. I feel hands grab my leg and I fall to the ground with a thud. I grunt and try to scramble away. Their hand stays firm on my leg. I turn around and punch them in the face. Their grip loosens and I pry their hand off my leg.

I catch a glimpse of their face before I stand up and start to run again. It's the same guy that came to my house last night. I hear him continuing after me. I hear what I heard just before he tripped me last time and I go faster. I hear him fall to the ground and laugh to myself. I get to a clearing and stop and check my surroundings. It still doesn't look familiar.

I chose the wrong way to go. I bet my house is in the complete opposite direction. Suddenly I get knocked down. I strain under the persons strength. I open my eyes from being clenched shut and see him again. "What do you want?!?" I yell through gritted teeth trying to get out from underneath him.

He has my arms pinned to the ground. I struggle. "I want you to die!" He yells reaching for his knife. He lightly skims the knife over my throat. "Do you know how easily, I could slit your throat right now?" He torments. I strain and grunt barely moving is grasp on my wrist.

"But I'm not going to." He says putting the knife back in his pocket. I stare at him angrily. "Why not?" I ask angrily. "You sound angry for a girl that just got told she won't be killed." He says shocked. "Tell me why you aren't going to now!" I demand. "Okay okay!" He says standing. "I want you to make me weapons. Things that I can use to survive. Like bow and arrows, spears, things like that. For your pay, I won't kill you." He says with a smirk.

"I don't think I will." I say folding my arms. "Why is that?" He says folding his arms and stepping closer. The longer I look at him the more of his personality comes through. He seems to be about a year older than me. He has dirty blonde hair and his jaw is strong. His eyes are blue and seem to go on forever. He actually is....kind of.....handsome. Really handsome. Why would someone so good looking be so....bad?

"Answer me!" He says grabbing my throat and picking me up off the ground, breaking me from my trance. Why did in even begin to think he was even the slightest bit attractive? He is a jerk. I grab his wrist with my hands gasping for air. He grins. I hate him. I don't even know his name and I hate him.

"Because of this!" I gasp and kick him hard in the stomach. He groans with pain and drops me to the ground. I run passed him as fast as I can. I need to climb a tree or something. I pick out a tree that looks the easiest to climb and start up. I am close to halfway up when he runs to the base of the tree.

He growls angrily. Then he starts to climb after me. "I don't care if you know how to make weapons anymore, I'm going to kill you once I get you!" He snarls as he climbs up like a snail. I look down. I can't jump and I can't climb down or else he will kill me. (NO DUH!) I scan the area around me rapidly. I see a branch that touches a branch on the tree I am climbing now.

It will have to do. I start up a little ways to get to where they meet. I look down again and he is focused on his climbing. I grab the branch and silently drag myself across. I feel myself start to slip and grit my teeth as I fall off and dangle by my hands. He isn't too much farther away and I know he knows too. I go hand over hand across the branch until I make it to the other tree. Thankfully alive.

I turn back around and he is glaring at me. He starts to try and climb across the branches to get over to me. I check my surroundings and find branches connecting again. I have to try and get to the other side.

I start to go across. I hear a horrible cracking noise and prepare for the worst. But nothing ever happens. I turn around quickly and see him lying on the ground. His eyes are closed and he looks pale.

My breathing becomes heavy. I quickly scramble across the branch to the tree. I quickly climb down and run over to his lifeless body. I stare intently. I lean in closer. I look closer too. I see a small movement in his chest. He's alive.....and he faked it. I turn and run as fast as I can and hear him stand up and come after me.

I leap over fallen trees and dodge low branches. A few branches scrape my face as I run but I don't pay attention to them. I know he is faster than me and he is right behind me so I can't climb a tree.

I scream as I get pulled to the ground. I tumble around on the ground with him fumbling with his knife. I scream as I get pinned and the knife blade skims my throat. I sink into the ground farther to try and escape it. The blade just follows it. "I'm not just going to kill you, I'm going to make you suffer through it." He sneers.

I struggle underneath him and he just chuckles. "But I don't know if just...stabbing you....will be enough." He says sliding the blade gently over my throat. I feel a drip of warm blood run down my neck. I wince. "You know I like when you wince. Probably because it means that your in pain. That's what makes this so fun." He sneers.

I glare at him. "I'll make your stupid weapons if you just let me go!" I yell. "Oh, it's too late for that now." He pouts. "Now you have to die." He growls and cuts my mouth. I cry out in pain and he laughs. Then he starts to drag he knife down my face on the side.

I wince and I see him smile and continue. He cuts too close to my eye and everything starts to go blurry. Warmth spreads on the side of my face when I see a blurry figure run over and kick him in the side. He falls over and the person that kicked him and another person start to beat him up. Then, everything goes black.

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I wake up and I'm not at my house still. Great. I look around and nobody is around me. Did the people who saved me leave me alone and vulnerable? I slowly stand up and look around. I see a figure in the trees above me. I cautiously walk towards the tree. I start to climb up slowly. I reach the branch they are on and join them.

They have their backs turned to me though. "Hello?" I say sitting down. They turn around. "Piper!" She exclaims and pulls me into a hug. "Ezrie?" I say.