I never expected it to be that easy.
I watch the girl trudge effortlessly back into the woods and through the haggard vines, then slowly I turn back to the huge door.
I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding in.
"This is it, you are finally doing it... opening this stupid door." I look up grip the handle tightly, on go I will wrench this bloody door open and peer inside.
Five... Body poised, rigid, frozen and shaking as I start to strain.
Four... Breath that looks like the inside of a cloud rising into the cold air.
Three... Knuckles turning whit, face now sodden with tears.
Two... Eyes searching everywhere but the door.
I need someone to come here and find me, to tell me to stop to do anything but open this damn door!
One... Nobody comes, this is it...
Go.
I wrench open the door with such force that I get thrown back into the cold unforgiving snow, I sprawl upon the ground gasping for breath.
I'm winded.
And bleeding.
Warmth tugs at my foot and I sit up slowly starting at my bleeding fingers.
I must've cut my hand on the sharp rock I just fell on.
I shake my head dizzily.
"Hello?" someone whisperes, or at least I think they whisper, the sound of blood in my ears is deafening.
"Hel- Hello? Are you Okay?" The person asks me.
No movement on my end.
No whimper.
No shutting of the mouth.
Just cold and blood and snow.
"Harnold!" -footsteps leading away- "Harnold! Come quick! A young lady, she's hurt!"
More footsteps and...
Silence.
I blackout.
YOU ARE READING
The Wolves
Teen FictionBeing a werewolf is hard for Dawn Mooneast and hiding from her best friend Leila is proving to be a challenge. But when Dawn finds out that Leilas boyfriend Jake is also a werewolf too something tells Dawn that he is bad news. Something stalks Dawn...
