Weltschmerz

Chapter 8

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She ran as if the devil himself was after her. The sound of her dirty boots hitting the wet earth filled her ears, canceling out the shouts of the hooded woman by the barn, who was calling after her to run.

Lungs burning and heart beating erratically, Lauren sprinted away from the prison she had been locked into for weeks. She was fueled by adrenaline and fear, leaping over tree root after tree root, occasionally slipping on the wet mutt underneath her dirty brown boots.

The cold, wet wind lashed harshly at her face, mixing her tears and sweat together as they ran down her cheeks.

"Te quiero mucho, carino." Her fathers last words echoed in her head, again. Another sob raked through her body, blurring her vision even further. The terrible loud squeaking of the wooden door from her prison burst open, momentarily distracted her, causing her to loose her footing.

Followed were screams and colorful flashes of lighting bolts shooting through the cold night air. She was sure they were coming after her and that they were also close on her heels. Her legs were moving on their own accord, pushing her further forward even though her lungs were screaming for her to stop. She turned her head only for a second to see what was happening. She squinted her eyes only to seconds later trip over her own feet and fall face forward into the mud.

Unable to catch her fall in time, she crashed into the ground, mud smearing her face and body. The mutt clung to her, seeping into her clothes, only adding to the weight of the shackles she was wearing.

Tears and snot were streaming down her mutt smeared face, blurring more of her vision. Lauren quickly pushed herself off the ground, panting heavily, she wiped the dirt from her face.

Her arms were shaking and legs heavy, as she tried to keep running. Fatigue was quickly washing over her body. She hadn't really eaten anything in the last week besides some pieces of buttered bread. She felt the effects of the malnutrition even if it was only for a week.

She slipped again, letting out a frustrated scream as she got up again. She dared a look behind herself, finding glowing red eyes staring at her in the distance. She was chilled to the bone by what she saw. Not wanting to waste more valuable time, her body found new encouragement to keep going.

She was running, going fast and faster, only to realize that she couldn't move forward. She was running in the same place. Her eyes grew wide in fear as she let out a fearful scream watching the large, black shape with the red eyes closing the distance.  

She tried to run faster, but her body stayed rooted to the spot. Sobs raked her body and only seconds later something big and very heavy crashed into her, dragging her down to the wet ground.

The heavy body on top of her pressed her further into the mud, as Lauren began to scream for help. Terrified and vulnerable, tears streamed down her face, as she watched hungry, amused, red eyes staring into her soul.

She squirmed around, desperately trying to get free, but to no avail. He swiftly maneuvered his body on top of hers, securing her arms under his, pressing down on her legs and causing the raven haired girl to finally look at him. The red glowing eyes frightened her to her core and she began to trash around even more violently to get the beast off of her.

Realizing that she wasn't strong enough to fight him, fresh tears spilled from her eyes and she began pleading for the man to let her go. The smile on his face only widened. His long, unwashed, brown-grayish hair was pulled together into a pony tale and his breath foul, reeking off blood and something Lauren wasn't able to decipher.