The Omitt of Sienna Reed

The Omitt of Sienna Reed

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Branches pounded against every part of my body in syncopation with the pounding of my feet against the damp forest floor, the sound of my beating heart consuming my senses as I felt my blood pulsing through my veins. I could feel it, I could feel the transition coming over me, like a heavy, wet blanket was weighing me down as my legs started to tremble, but I kept going. I had to. I had to make it to my safe place. I could see it; the dim glare of the lantern I place by my safe haven so I'd never miss it. Just a while longer, just a while longer I chanted over and over in my head as I willed my legs to go on as it got closer and closer to enveloping my whole body as it glided past my knee's pouring quicker and quicker down to my ankles.
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"B... Bryce?" I said quietly between my light sobs. He didn't answer me. He looked dangerous. His hands covered in blood, his jaw damaged, his eyes... I didn't know, what exactly I saw in them, but I knew, there was nothing good. I realized, I might be in danger myself. I had no idea of what is going on in his mind. I started walking away, keeping my body close to the wall behind me. I stumbled on some trash, but gained my balance back, never leaving the sight of him - now, a total stranger, in front of me. He slowly followed me, his eyes registering every movement I made. They looked predatory, all his appearance looked like it. Following every movement of his pray. And I knew that pray was me. Some cries left my dry lips. I couldn't hold in anymore of this tension. I turned around and started to run, run away from this place, away from him. Before I could make some steps, I felt my upper arm grabbed strongly. I let out a scream and desperately tried to free myself from his strong grip. Bryce took my other arm and made me face him. My heart dropped in my stomach, as I saw his hard stare. I stopped for a second, but then tried to get myself away from him again. "Stop trying! You are not going anywhere!" I heard his voice, which was said through his clenched teeth. He momentarily turned me around and grabbed my hole upper body and wrapped his strong arms around me, making it impossible to move my hands and myself. I started to scream again, but again, his fast movements stopped me. I felt him squeeze me tighter. He lifted me up from the ground a bit and put his large hand on my mouth. That made my panic rise even more. I was so afraid. I had no idea of what he is going to do with me. Is he going to kill me? I felt his head resting against my head, his breath touching the top of my ear, sending a strong shiver of fear through my body. I couldn't see anything, as my eyes were filled with endless streams of tears.

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