Destined Bond

Destined Bond

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"How could you do this to me? To us!? We were supposed to be together as a destined pair." The tears that I had been holding back for the past few minutes began to fall. Leo stood across the room with his head and back toward me. We both stood like this for at least five minutes. Five long minutes that stung my ears with silence and broke my heart even more. "Leo, say something..." I pled only to be responded with silence. "Leo, please-" "I was wrong about you. The bond that I felt with you is no longer there. I can not chase after something that is non-existent. I have a pack to look after. The time we spent together was great, but I no longer hold those memories as valuable. We are not some high school students in a movie. This is real life. I have a battle that needs to be fought meaning you are the least of my worries." His head was now upright, and his hands were balled up in tight fists. He spoke so calmly and yet I could still hear a sliver of despair as if it killed him to say that. It should kill him for saying that. "Leo...I'm pregnant." Leo walked towards the door and opened it. "Good luck." And with that, he left me in a state of shock and disbelief.
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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