Run Away! [TEEN WOLF FF] ENG *Isaac Lahey*

4-I am holding you

Friday night. These are such simple words that one wonders how much joy they can cause. Finally, it was Friday night, the end of a grueling week. It was a time when I could leave everything behind, when I didn't have to think about a strange school morning. It was a time when I could take a deep breath and not feel any weight on my lungs, when I felt free.

I was standing at the beginning of a dense forest. The wind toyed with my blonde hair and brought with it my favourite smell of green needles. I was pulling into myself the pleasant warmth of the sun's rays, which were lamely leaning against my black hoodie. I wanted to draw as much heat as possible before entering the dark forest, through which few warm rays permeated through the dense coniferous branches. Nothing tied me up, the only thing that kept me down was a dark backpack and a camera around my neck. I was free. Only this thought made a broad smile on my face. I scooped up the fresh air into my lungs, eager to enter a forest full of secrets.

I remembered how Hannah and I were walking around the woods as children, looking out from a faraway the burned-out House of the Hale family. Hannah always wanted to look inside, but she was also the first one to run away from house with hysterical screams at any sound that came from the inside. The house has always captivated me for some particular reason, even though I haven't figured out why yet. But today I did not go to see the remnants of a great fire, I wanted to be dragged deep into the forest and thus free dingy with all my most secret thoughts.

I went with a rustling needle and listened to Ocean Drive from the headphones. The whole place radiated an incredible amount of energy. I felt a crazy urge to take pictures of everything that caught my attention. The rays shining through the shady corners of the trees, swinging cones on the tops of the branches, even a frightened hare, who ran out of the grassy thicket, didn't escape my vison. But what literally took my breath out of my lungs was a big old larch. I ran dazed lysed over his rough bark with my hand, and looked at the treetop with a dreamy look. By the time I could think, the camera and the backpack had already been resting against a thick tree trunk, and I had grabbed the nearest branch in my hand and climbed up.

I settled on a strong branch at a height of 10 meters and watched the forest from an unusual height in amaze. My heart was beating loudly from the spontaneous decision to climb the high larch. All that environment was like a drug that was frantically pecking at me. With a soothing feeling, I closed my eyes and listened to the rustle of the feathers of birds bouncing on the tops of the branches. It was nice not to feel the rope steadily tightening around your chest.

"Try not to fall," said the amused voice, which awoke me from the dream, until I pressed myself terrified against the trunk of the tree. I didn't even notice anyone coming to me during the trip. This was a remote place, far from the beaten path, it seemed impossible for me to be accidentally run into. With a relief, I leaned my head against a tree when I saw Isaac standing under the tree, though my heart still hadn't recovered from the shock.

"I didn't expect to meet anyone here," I said, still pressing myself on the tree, and slowly began to regret leaving my things on the ground.

"I didn't want to scare you, Ruth," even though he had been going to school with me for a year, I had never heard him speak to me, let alone call me by name. Today was somehow special.

"Don't you come down?" he looked at me with a playful smile and approached the tree.

"I'm fine here," I replied evasively, but with my smile it seemed rather mildly provocative.

"You know I could climb to you."

"You know you're going to fall."

"I'm not that heavy."