Fremillium

Fremillium

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I felt strange all night at band practice, like someone was walking around just out of sight. Being careful to stay hidden in the shadows, like a spy lurking around. I was probably just paranoid so I ignored the feeling, but little did I know bigger, much bigger things were about to come. It was winter so nights were dark and cold, I wondered why anyone would voluntarily be out here in such vile weather. The nagging feeling that someone was watching me kept staying at the back of my mind, it seemed almost like they made slow deliberate movements, all centered dangerously close to me. Like they somehow wanted to be caught, or at least alert me to their presence? Maybe it was me they were watching? I could’ve swore I seen the eyes of what could only be a beautiful girl peering at me through the stunning darkness. But maybe I’m just insane. Or lonely. And lonely. Definitely lonely. My mind’s been on the lovely eyes of the girl I thought I saw, it haunted my dreams the night before, and today I’ve been doing nothing but looking for those beautiful eyes, to whomever they may belong. I’d been looking for about 3 classes before I realized how insane it was to be searching, as they were probably a figure of my imagination. I have an amazing tendency to really lose myself deep into my thoughts and become unaware of my surroundings. Thus I managed to run into someone, “Sorry,” I mumbled. When underneath a curtain of chocolate brown hair I saw a glimpse of the piercing eyes that I saw last night. She picked up her books and was gone in the instant before I had time to process the glory that was standing before me in flesh and blood. All at once the realization hit me, that was unmistakably the girl from last night at practice. But who was she? And why was she there in the first place? Why did she stay so close to me? How odd that I find her.. I must meet this girl.
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I hear the clanking of metal loud and rigid from behind me, I feel the wind rush past as I sprint, they are still chasing me. I'll be honest I don't know what to do, quite frankly it's hard to think straight right now. I feel my body shutting down as the adrenaline is losing its punch, I can't run any faster. I'm always running, they are always chasing me. I don't even know why they chase me, I don't know what I did and like them they won't say. Do they even know? Am I just unlucky? Someone they picked at random to be the new subject of there torture? I wont let it happen. That's why I'll stay free, never fully contained. I think about the one I love, Charlie. I don't know where he is, I don't even know if he is safe. "Hey! Weapon down sarge, we don't want to kill her!" A guard's shout smacks me out of my train of thought. By this point I've gained some distance due to them having heavy armour. This stops me in my tracks though, I hear the guards slow down too. I stop, I realise, they want me alive. They aren't going to kill me, they don't want me dead. I have a gun, if I just point it at myself what are they going to do? I turn around and I look at all of the guards who have stopped in their tracks heaving in confusion. It's silent, even the wind is merely a whisper, all that can be heard is the panting of everyone on scene. They want me alive, they want me alive. I turn around, towards my chasers. I notice the guards straighten as I do so, instinctively I hold my gun to my neck, one bullet left, not enough for all of them but enough to kill me. They don't want me dead. I look to see all of them freeze in shock before one of the guards takes a step forward. I can't see their face, I can't see anyone's face but I feel like I need to know who this is. Before I can react they raise their gun and shoot. Pain explodes in my leg and I fall, all that running, for nothing. All I see now is black, I can't hear everything but I still feel conscious.

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