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My blood runs cold as I see him. My worst nightmare, just meters away from me. I hear my heart pace.

I'm going to die.

"Nat! Fuck! Nat! Run!" As Harry's words sink in I get onto my feet and look at him. He doesn't move, he doesn't even try to make a movement towards me. My heart is going to burst out of my chest. The only thing I can see is his pale face, staring directly into my soul. I feel sick just at the thought of his touch. All the sleepless nights, all the pain I've felt for the last five fucking months are standing in front of me. I just feel all the weight I thought I had had taken off being put on me again. His face stares at me with pain and he suddenly smiles. He fucking smiles. Just then, I understand that this isn't another nightmare or any freaking stupid imagination of mine, he is truly there. The devil itself is just mere metres away from me. I quickly take the phone off my ear and press it against my chest. It's now, or never.

I run towards the big crystal door, hoping it would be open. The large corridor feels unending as I ran towards my only scape. I know that if he catches me, I'm dead. I rush towards the door and miraculously it is open. I run, as fast as my feet let me. My heart burns and my blood runs cold. I direct myself to the forest. I know the forest like the back of my hand, he will never find me in there.

I find myself crying, willing for Harry to be here, help me. Tell me that everything will be okay. Hush me like he did yesterday. I just want him to be with me. I don't know how much time I've spent running. My breath is uneven and I know that if I don't stop I will have another asthma attack and that, will lead to my death. I drastically stop and throw myself to the cold ground. I hide behind a tree, a massive one. I hear his footsteps and I instinctively put my right hand over my mouth, trying to make my sobs impossible for him to hear. I close my eyes as I hear him speak; it's been ages, or at least it feels like it. I only hear his voice in the worst of my nightmares.

"Nat..." I push my cold hand against my chest, trying to relive myself from the pressure created on it because of his voice. I try to steady my breathing, but it seems impossible as I hear him speaking again. "Nat... I've been looking for you for so long." I hear his footsteps nearing the place where I am hiding. "You are my baby girl and you will always will." I feel a pain strike my head as images from that night floods my mind. "Get out from behind that tree..." He chuckles. "I can see you, little." My heart stops. I get to my feet and wipe my eyes. He will not see me cry. I order my feet to move, but they won't. I hear his footsteps closer and closer. It's now or never. I get a tree branch from the floor and just as I see the Devil's face, I hit him with the hard wood. His body fells to the ground and I ran. I ran as fast as I can.

There is a storm coming, I can feel it in the air. The clouds are grey and they will start crying soon. The wind hits me hard as I ran somewhere, wherever, the only thing that matters is the distance between me and that monster. I don't know where I'm going, but I don't care. I can feel the blood rushing through my veins and the tears stinging my eyes. My heart bumping faster by each step. I hear thunders in the horizon. I keep telling myself to keep running, to just run until I die. But then, a big signal appears from no-where. My eyes won't let me read it because of all the tears, but right now I couldn't care less. I can't make myself stop running nor thinking that it is a possibility. He may be looking for me again, he may be searching for me. He may be the wind, or the trees surrounding me. He may be the devil, but he knows how to hide. He will never let me be until I'm dead. Until he steals my last breath. Until he takes my life away.

I keep running and suddenly, an outstanding thunder gives me goose bumps. I stop and just like that, with another thunder, I'm all wet. Maybe this is a nightmare and all I have to do is actually wait till someone wakes me up. I keep running and from no-where, the scenario from my nightmare is in front of me.

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