The Hearts
Writer POV
( Don't play the song until it says so in the story for the added affect. )
A boy rode his motocross. The cold breeze blows his hair, the smell of the sea, and the sound of the waves crashing not far away.
He's usualy riding around here, looking for some fresh air.
He parked his motocross at the side of the road close to the cliff.
He got off the motorcross while turning off the engine, he leaning on his motorcross while looking out over the blue sea from a distance.
Enjoying the quiet evening atmosphere without the sound of vehicles. Only the sound of waves and cricket chirps.
He let out a long-sigh, "This is the best. " he said to himself.
When his eyes looking to the forest that located some distance away, he noticed a blond girl out of the forest that standing at the edge alone. The girl was wearing a casual clothes, she closed her eyes, seems like she's enjoying the wind that blew her hair.
"A werewolf too? What's that girl doing there?" the boy thought.
He keeps watching her carefully. His eyes were fixed on the blond girl. All of a sudden, the girl takes a few steps to the edge of the cliff and jumps from there. The boy gasp, eyes wide. He suddenly stand straight in place.
"!? What's she doing!" he shouted to no one.
He quickly took off his leather jacket, shirt and shoes and toss it on the ground with left only his shorts. He ran as fast as he could and jumped from there to swim out to rescue the girl. He looks for her under the water, from a distance he sees the girl sinking deep into underwater; her eyes closed like she was unconscious. He swam up to her and reached out his hand and pulled her hand up. He pulled her to reach the surface, he put her left hand around his shoulder and slowly swam to the edge of the shore. The sound of foot splashes in the water sounded as they both arrived on the shore, the boy was carrying her, their clothes soaked wet. when in the land, he slowly put her down on the white sand. He scanned her body. She had a little blood sticking to her forehead and her face was a bit pale.
"She's bleeding." he frowned.
He immediately check if the girl is breathing, he put his finger and feel for a pulse on the wrist.
"Dammit! Her breathing is weakening." he muttered.
He place one hand on top of the other and place it on the center of chestplace, he press down trying to help restore her breathing. He put his ear near her chest and listened to her heartbeat but its not working, the pulse weakened. He started to tilting her head back and lifting the girl's chin. He moved his head down and their lips touched; not in romantic way; he gave breaths to her and instantly the girl open her eyes, wake up in a sitting position when she coughed trying to draw water out of her lungs.
"Are you okay !?" the boy asked while rubbing her back. A sign of relieved on his face.
( Play the song )
YOU ARE READING
Rejected And Strong [ You're Not A Story. ]
WerewolfMy name is Schneid Renessmee Forest. . "I lost in the darkness, trying to find a way out of my worst life." He hates me. He feels disgusted by seeing me. I'm trying to understand why everything happened, but I can't figure it. It hurts, really hurts...