He Loves Her

Chapter 4: Lost and found

Roseline Angelina Black.

Tears blur my vision as I stumble upon a twig. My brain coming out of the memory and focusing my surrounding. The woods are dark , the night fully fallen now and I have no idea where I am. My heart squeezes in pain as I recall them together. The moon is high up in the sky, mocking and laughing at my misery. Her glow which used to calm and satisfy me, now infuriates me.

"Why can't I be happy for once in my life? Do I not deserve happiness? " I ask the moon, she doesn't reply making me smile bitterly. She never answers me, she just watches me from up there. Wrapping my arms around my shoulders as the cold starts biting my bare skin, I breathe in deeply.

"Everything is going to be okay , Rose. You're stronger than this. You're doing this for your mother." I sit on a fallen log , cradling my knees to my chest. " All is not over, Rose. You have no right too feel this hurt. He loves her, you're not taking him away from her. You're just fulfilling your mother's last wish." I nod to myself.

"She can still have him , you've moved on, right? Yes, yes you have." Wiping the tears that escapes from my eyes , I blink in the darkness. "Just tell him you won't be an inconvenience , he can continue his relationship with her and all will be good. Everyone's going to be happy." Even when I say this to myself, my heart squeezes painfully in my chest.

Reminding me I haven't moved on. I won't be among the happy people.

But I ignore it, forcing a satisfied smile on my lips. It's not long before I hear motion behind myself. My eyes widen in fear when I realise my situation, finally.

I'm in the middle of the woods inhabited by wild animals , with no idea of a way out and in complete darkness. I don't have my phone on me and that motion can behind me can be some wild animal deciding on killing me and having me for dinner.

But I'm not sure I'll make a good meal. I mean I'm rather skinny.

I shoot up when I hear the motion again, grabbing a stick from the ground. A growl echoes in the forest making the hairs on the back of my neck stand in attention.

That was definitely a wolf...

Shivering, I clutch the stick tighter as I wave it around. " Hey wolfie, nice wolfie." I speak as sweetly as I can to the invisible wolf. The growl sounds again, this time louder.

Maybe he doesn't like my nickname. I scoff at that thought. Course, the wolf just wants to be your friend , Rose.

But then decide to humour myself more, since it might be my last day. I'm so becoming a meal of a big bad wolf on my wedding night, only he might have to unwrap me from my wedding dress. "Look wolfie, you can eat me but I might not be a happy meal, You know because I'm skinny. I won't be enough to s-satisfy your hunger." My voice wavers as I hear motion closer this time.

And then a figure appears in the trees. Coming closer , I squrint my eyes to make up a silhouette of a man.

Chicken! a werewolf?

"Oh wait, you're a man?" I voice my thoughts, perks of having no brain to mouth filter. "Oh no , you're a werewolf." I run backwards as the figure draws closer. Stumbling on the tail of my dress, I fall to the ground on my butt unceremonily.

Great...

Rubbing my bottom, I curse inwardly.

Great, now he doesn't even have to chase his prey. Looking up, I'm surprised when I pair of familiar blue eyes peer at me, amusement shining in those orbs.

"Really, Ms. Brown? A werewolf?" His voice has amusement laced in it as he holds out his hand. I gladly take it, gasping as the sparks fly again.

Sweet heavens!