"Are you sure no one's out here?" A nervous look flashed onto his face in the dim lighting of the moon.
"It's fine," I smiled. "Quit bein' a baby."
"I ain't bein' a baby." He argued, taking his hand out of mine and suddenly becoming defensive. "But I'm pretty sure this is private property, and I can't be violatin' my parole again. What are we doin' out here anyway?"
"I wanna show you somethin'." I winked at him. "Come on." I gestured for him to take my hand again. Hesitant, he took it and laced his fingers through mine. "David Terry, you've gotta learn to trust me." I smiled and went up on the balls of my feet until my lips found his.
He shrugged when we had pulled away from each other. "I trust you, most of the time."
"Trust me more." I smiled up at him. "Now come on, we're runnin' out of moonlight."
"Are we at the tracks?" He asked as we walked a little further through the trees.
"Almost." I smiled.
"What would you wanna go to the tracks for?" I felt his grip loosen up around my hand again, like we wanted to let go of me and turn back. I held him tighter and urged him to go on. He had finally stopped questioning me when we made it to the tracks and found an empty freight car. I think his curiosity had finally sparked, and he had decided to just go with it. I climbed up the ladder steps and gestured for him to follow me inside the dark car. "Samantha?" He questioned when I disappeared inside. "Sam?" He called again when I hadn't answered.
"Would you hurry up?" I laughed. "Get your ass in here."
"What are we doin'?" He asked as he came inside. I smiled as I lit the lantern that had been there before and held it up so he could see the inside of the car. I watched his eyes scan over the graffiti marks and song lyrics people had written all over the walls of the small enclosure. Then his eyes went to the corner where the lantern had been, along with a blanket. "People stay out here?"
"Some girls from school told me about this place, I didn't know if they were tellin' the truth or not."
"What did they tell you 'bout it?" He asked, now I knew his curiosity had been breached.
"That people come out here for parties, drinkin', or sometimes kids will just come out here to do it." I gave him a mischievous smile as I walked towards him and took his Georgia Bulldogs hat off his head and pulled it down over my eyes. He smiled as we reached for each other and our lips met again. The kisses came more frequently, and they got sloppier as he picked me up and walked me over to where the blanket was laid out on the ground. He laid me down and put the weight of his body on top of me, taking off his shirt. My hands traced over the contours of his skin, feeling its smoothness and the warmth it was radiating. He went for my shirt and I grabbed his hat off my head, putting it on the ground next to the pile of clothes that continued to grow until we didn't have any other pieces to contribute. We stayed there for what seemed like forever. Afterwards, he smiled and kissed my forehead.
"You dragged me all the way out here just to have sex with me?" He chuckled. "We could have done that back at the dorm, or in the car."
"You didn't enjoy it?" I raised an eyebrow towards him as we tried to sort our clothes from what was mine and what was his.
"I didn't say that." He smiled.
"Alright then." I shrugged and got up to put my pants back on. "Here." I smiled at him as I handed him his hat back.
"Keep it." He smiled as I gave him a questioning look. "It looks better on you anyway." I fought back a smile as I slapped the hat on my head, tucking the hair behind my ears. He walked up to me, taking me in his arms and kissing my forehead again. "I love you." He said quietly.
I looked up at him quickly, almost in shock, but I smiled. "I love you too." He chuckled and we held each other by the waist as we walked down the steps together and across the tracks.
"You know, we've never done it in the woods." He raised an eyebrow in my direction and shot me a smirk.
"Oh really?" I smiled as he cupped my chin with his hand and brought my lips up to meet his. His hands found the button of my jeans and he slipped one of his hands inside. "David?" I asked.
"Huh?" He mumbled against the skin on my neck.
"Did you hear somethin'?"
"You mean other than you?" He chuckled.
"I'm serious." I pushed him in his chest lightly. His lips left my neck and he looked at me, a look of desire coming to his eyes.
"It's fine. Now quit distracting me." I felt his fingers trace over the lace of my panties when I heard the noise again. The constant moving of his hands were making it hard for me not to be distracted from the noise I kept hearing in the distance. His hand dove inside the lace, and he made it almost impossible to remember I had heard anything at all. But then the noise was closer, and I knew he heard it too.
"David?" I asked quietly.
"I hear it." He nodded. He took his hands away from me and I fixed the button on my jeans quickly, looking in the direction of the noise. As it got closer, it got louder, clearer. It almost sounded like a muffled choking sound. As if someone was drowning, breathing, and swallowing fire at the same time. It was an eerie sound that resembled something like postmortem.
Then there was a rustling in the trees to our left. A branch snapped as whatever it was stepped on it and got closer to us.
"What the hell?" David's mouth opened as the thing emerged from the trees and came at us.
I let out a scream when a human-like figure came at us with its hands going for our throat. In the darkness of the woods, I couldn't tell what it looked like, all I knew is there was no way it was human. I felt my wrist being grabbed by the thing and I pulled away as hard as I could to get away from it. There was a thud on the ground, when I looked back at the thing's silhouette, the arm that was used to grab me was now gone. I had ripped its arm off.
"Sam!" David yelled as it lunged at me again with its arm it had left. I heard the chomping of teeth, like it was already preparing itself to peel my skin off the bone with its teeth. "Run!" I couldn't think, I couldn't move, I could barely even hear David as he begged me to make a run for it. The next thing I knew I was pushed to the ground by David and he had taken my place trying to fend off the creature. I heard an eerie sound, like someone peeling off a band-aid, except I knew it was David's flesh. He screamed as his blood poured to the ground below him. The creature ate at the skin vigorously, making its way with its teeth down the the muscle and bone.
"David!" I cried. He was still screaming from the pain when he managed to get a final word out before going unconscious: love.
I had a quick decision to make. I knew David was a goner. I had to try to think as rationally as possible to save my own life now. Remembering back to right before the thing had got him, what did he say? I stumbled to my feet as the creature ate over my dead boyfriend's body. What had he said? I beckoned for my feet to move, but they wouldn't. It felt as if someone had placed weights on them to keep me there, unable to move out of my own personal hell. Hell. What the hell did David tell me to do?
Run.
That's it. My feet could move again. I took off running through the trees as fast as I could. All I remember is darkness with a dim light from the moon, a sliver of hope. Then all I saw was black.