When Obsession Breathes

My feet pounded against the earth while He pursued from behind. It was a cat and mouse game that had finally caught up to me. I had done everything right up until this moment. A lighthearted situation taken a turn for the worst.

My nostrils flared, trying to inhale whatever air I could as I pushed through the dense brush. The moon providing just enough light for me to spot a covering just small enough for me to fit in. I swiftly make haste towards the spot when my right arm is snagged from behind.

"Next time," the voice hissed, "You'll listen to what I say won't you? We wouldn't be in this situation otherwise."