Coursing Blood
The wind rustled between my hair as I flitted in between the looming trees. It was dark and the moon was already in the sky, throwing a shroud of white radiance over the woods. I could here my heart thumping madly in my chest and swore to myself. This will just attract them to me. I had been running for far too long, I was only a human. I couldn't take such strain. My breath came out in labored gasps and my legs began to get heavier and heavier. Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't STOP! I looked over my back to see if my pursuers were still on my trail and felt myself tumbling through the air and heard the loud splat of flesh smacking the soggy earth. Stupid log. My already dirtied dress and boots were now covered in a lumpy layer of mud and leaves. Fabulous.
If my stalkers didn't kill me, my mother would. I strained my ears for any sound of pursuit and heard only the howls of a lone wolf in the distance. A sigh escaped my parched lips as relief flooded through my veins. I delicately picked myself up out the mud and inspected my surroundings. Wow. I must've run really fast. I found myself far from the heart of the forest where I began. I heaved myself to my feet and took a few unsteady steps toward my right and smiled despite my current situation. Salvation! The soreness left my limbs as I ran, half flew, towards the glow of city lights. I was almost there! I'm going to make it! YES! But as always fate just wasn't on my side. A dark silhouette blocked the light that shined through the trees and with the light went my hope for survival.
FUCK.
"Sweetie, you didn't actually think we would give up that easily, did you?" the figure whispered seductively.
FUCK! Don't listen to him Violet.
My gaze shifted across the trees looking for an escape route but instead I saw multiple eyes gleaming in the dark. I was cornered. This can't be happening! Not now.
The man took a step forward and said, "Oh but my darling it is. You aren't dreaming. Shall I pinch you to prove it?"
I could hear the laughter in his voice and my reserve snapped.
"Fuck you!" I spat.
The next thing I knew I found myself being slammed into a tree and the eyes of my attacker piercing my own, his hands had my shoulders in a grip of steel. I could feel his hot breath on my neck.
"You'll pay for that!" he snarled and I remembered no more.