On the Run

I looked away from him, not being able to look into his eyes as I make my decision. His hand was held out towards me, but I made no movement to reach for it as I thought carefully if I should. "Tara," he whispered. His voice was so calm and quiet as mine was anything but that. I knew they were on their way, and I wanted to be with Hunter more than with any other person in my life, but the consequences of what could happen stained my mind. "Please look at me." Doing what he asked, I looked up into his golden brown eyes, then down to his held out hand, and all those thoughts of what could happen if I did go with him flew away, because the thoughts that really stung were the ones of what could happen if I didn't go. Without anymore hesitation, I pushed my hand out grabbing his, knowing I was not going to regret this choice.