Sand Steps

3- Forest

"Watch your back princess" a deep voice flies around me. The trees seem like they touch the sky and I can't see the end of the forest.

Cold water drips on my face, falling from the clouds above. A shiver crawls of my body as goosebumps form on my arms. Where am I supposed to run?

The blanket of green basically wraps around me.

Left.

" Check again" my knees hit the ground. " You better go now" she whispers. Her ear basically against my ear.

I whip back to see a small girl run away.

"No wait! Please help me!" She doesn't turn back to me. I yell again," where are you going?"

Her shadow disappears and I'm running again.

A twig cracks under my weight. I need to catch up to her. Thunder booms but I can't even see it.

My tongue dries out, only wanting some fresh water.

Didn't I learn that water is clean?

I look to the sky as I run blindly. I can't catch anything... fuck.

Can I please become a camel? They're pretty hot. Haha. Get it? Cause they're in deserts?

No?

Okay.

Arms wrap around my body and lift me from the floor.

Running without looking was probably a stupid idea.

"Don't worry. I've got you" a blank face said. And I mean black. No feature.

My vision goes blurry.

" Now I've got you" he grins. A wet thing, I assume their tongue, moves from my ear to my neck.

" God you taste like coffee. I wonder what else you will take like" he says, his features becoming more visible.

Wrinkles form around his white eyes and down his cheeks.

"Oh god." His cracked lips smash into mine. " Let's get home" he lifts me.

We turn and it seems like we are at his house already.

"What do you think?" He grips my thigh.

I think this isn't okay. But what is the definition of okay. Okay is a flipping social standard word. People say it to mean one thing when they mean something else, it's like fine. No it's not. So maybe it is. Is this okay. Okay.

His big hands remove my shirt.

"Oh god. How I'd love junior to see this..." who's junior...? "I'll go get him." He smirks and turns the other way.

This is my chance.

I shift my legs. I can't feel them, so at least I think I move my legs.

My head slams to the floor

Well fuck.

"Oh you've been a bad girl. I see you are trying to leave. That's not gonna happen" he says with with.. junior? Hanging in front of me. By that I mean the old man... thing.

Tears well in my eyes blurring everything else.

"Please" I manage to choke out.

He sits on a chair in the corner of the room as an animal runs out. It bites my chest. A scream curls out my mouth as blood falls onto the blue carpet beneath me. I'm petrified.

It's like being slit open with a machete. Cold, painful, but I'm furious. But petrified. I can't move. Not because of my mind, but because of... I'm not sure. I can't physically move. I don't know if I've been pushed past a certain point of exhaustion of if he did this.

Speaking of him, he's jacking off staring and being in to pieces.

Another bite, another scream.