The Unforgettable

The Meeting

I stared motionlessly, unaware of the sweat crawling from my palms, my thoughts all too overwhelmed to care, let alone agonise on what had just happened. The murderous must embraced me rapidly. I left my mouth wide open and wrestled with my breathing; squinting, I just about caught the intimidating frame of... Him? I halted on my tracks. My mind entering a sort of oscillation as I contemplated on my next move. Someone was following me.

"Bshh!" I jerked my head sidewards. Nothing. I swung my myself around, leaving myself in a maze of dizziness. Still nothing. Was I going crazy? Or was it the cries of the trees deceiving me? I frantically shook of the fear clutching onto me. Yes, I was going crazy. While I continued to steady my breathing, the moon abruptly moved ahead! It's blazing light like a snow crown on my hair.
But. The atmosphere changed.
My neck became stiff and I let out muted scream. The pounding steps I'd scarcely heard before turned against me! Triggering an electric shock down my spine. Was this how I was going to die? Well that sucks. I shook my head hysterically, humour was not
going to win this time. Eerie echoes formed around me.."Thud!" The unknown noise caused all strands of hope to be diminished. (I was going to die. Crumble). I lingered. My body too numb to move. My legs too worthless to act. My brain too dismayed to function. And so, sucking it up, I glared at nothing and prepared for the worst.

And that's when I saw him. Clearer I should say. His body forming a rhythmic movement as he paced towards me vigorously pulling on every hair on my body. Lust was building. And bad.
He was...beautiful.
My eyes lit up as I studied the awing view placed in front of me. His sweaty dark hair fell into the glisten of his ice-blue eyes, outlining his perfectly angular face. A faded green shirt was sticking out of the extensive, black coat wrapped loosely around him; just about hinting at the toned, muscular structure of his body. A speedball mixture of admiration, suspicion, fear, lust and anticipation swelled inside me.

However, every atom in my body froze like ice the moment my eyes met his. His eyes were burning into mine; with no emotion. I couldn't help but flinch at the profound anger in his eyes stabbing back at me. My heart sank due to the irony of such stunning eyes being mashed with so much hatred. What was his problem? Surprisingly more annoyed than scared, I stayed put crossed armed as if in stubbornness, and stared right back at him. Looking at him, it appears, was a mistake. His eyes were still fixed on mine causing my lungs to desert me. I could feel the walls closing and forced myself to breathe. I gulped for air as he bluntly acknowledged me. I was supposed to speak but I couldn't. My world had turned obscure. My heart still thumping; a fresh wave of sweat broke out across my body. I couldn't tear my eyes of off his. Oh gosh, he was going think I was a total freak. I opened my mouth to speak but he beat me to it.
"Get behind me."
It took me a few Seconds to process this. He glared at me, full of impatience. I began to open my mouth again but nothing came out.
"What are doing?" He spat. "Don't you understand English? I said get. Behind. Me. Now"
Without thinking, I did exactly that. The Venom in his voice shook me in places I thought could never be shook. Why was he acting like such a ... Monster? But then again, what was he even doing here in the first place. In the centre heart of the cut-throat woods.

I stood there dumbly while I watched him guide me. Muted. The heat radiating from his body only made me nervous. Flustered even. Get your act together Bell. I noticed my eyes abruptly searching my surroundings, irritation growing as every view is blocked by the intimidate size of him. I shot him a glare.
"And who do you think you are to boss around a young lady you don't know? Especially at this time of the night! And in the Woods of all places! Who are you? And what are you doing? This is harassment!"
"Harassment?" He laughed coldly. "Well we' ve got a hella of a something here" he didn't even bother to look at me. I felt my cheeks burning, all too ready for a blow of insults before something hit me.
"Wait, WE?
"Shut up, woman"
"What excuse me? Don't tell me...? You yourself should-"
He flung his hand in top of my mouth without warning, almost sending me flying of guard.
"Shut your sad excuse of a mouth you idiot." He ordered. "Do you WANT to die?"
"Die! What are you even on-"
"Okay that's it."