Different

Run.

A pair of Amethyst eyes, staring into mine. So wrong. So right. A strong jaw fit with full lips and sharp features sat on broad shoulders. He towered over me in dark wash jeans, and a grey shirt that clung to him with a shadow of short hair atop his head. Converse were tied to his feet. I could feel him before he came in. He is mine.

No more beeping-ticking-no more time.

No more air in my lungs.

BREATHE.

My brain was in slow motion and my actions were staring to speed up. Everything was crashing into place and then it hit me like a freight train.

Grabbing the beautiful strangers arm I ran as fast as I could dragging him with me, and leaving my spilt coffee and ticker behind.

BREATHE.

Rounding a corner, I realized he was still with me. Standing between two brick walls I stared at him un bashfully, and felt the sense that he was doing the same. "Hi," he said. I glanced with ease and speed at my hand that was covered with blood and slowly pushed it behind me, but no sooner, he'd grasped it in his.

"Hello." My voice rasped. He studied my face for a moment and then brushed open my hand to look at the blood. Assessing me.

BREATHE.

I took a breath and noticed the world around me. Two walls, one ahead and behind me. To the left a narrow path to walkways and more narrow paths and buildings and people.

To the right, a fence with what appeared to be Eden's garden in the distance. Directly in front of me, my other. Mine. I pulled both his hands around me and hugged him. He smelt like how it does after a hard rain. His shirt was soft against my cheek, and he felt strong- safe. He hugged me back.

"My name is Jacob." He said into my neck as it tickled my ear.

"Sailor," I responded as his arms snaked around me.

"Sailor," he whispered, "I like that." Instantly I was flush against the bricks with him ensnaring me with his arms. Then glancing to the side I saw two gold pairs of gold eyes. Slowly his hands tightened to my waist and he threw me behind him as he averted his gaze from them but showing that I was his. One had dark hair a look tall and boney. The other was built like he ran the gym himself with long blonde hair. He left one hand on my waist the entire time as the two strangers slowly walked away.

Waiting thirty seconds after they left, he turned to me and smiled grimly. "We need to leave."

Sighing I grabbed his hand and kissed it, "but where do we run?" Im stricken with a sad smile, there is truth in his words. We do need to run. Pulling me into a hug we walk huddled together to the street to start walking. But as soon as we rounded to corner we meet the two strangers with eyes like the sun itself. And then we are trapped against a wall and forced a drug and pushed into one of their vans. Fighting to stay conscious against the foggy haze in my head and numbness through my body, the last thing I see is the one with the dark hair and high cheek bones smile at me like I'm a game that he just won.