'It didn't have to end like that.'

A man wandered by himself, eyes fixated on the ground before him. His hands were stuffed into his pockets, his mind swarmed by thoughts and memories, conflicted feelings tugging at his heart as a struggled waged on inside him. A breeze rolled by, as the leaves in the trees around him rustled, making a shiver run down his body. Raising his head, the man came to a stop, head turning to his side, taking in his surroundings.

He was walking inside a forest. Not a big one, but not that small either. Above him, some light poles illuminated the path he had been walking through,

He found himself wearing a olive green trench coat, along with a t-shirt under it and black jeans. Raising his hand, the man pushed up his glasses, letting out a shaky breath, steam rising from his mouth from how cold it was outside.

"I should be heading home... It's getting far too cold for my tastes..." Said the man quietly

"H-help..." The voice almost sounded like a faint whisper, sending the man into a complete stop as he turned his head towards some nearby bushes. "P-please, help..." The voice grew faint as the man struggled between going there, or simply walking away. This seemed extremely suspicious, like a scene ripped out of any thriller novel, but what if someone actually was injured...?

"Ah, hell. Watch me end up in a body bag tomorrow. I'm coming!" He rushed towards the bushes, pushing his way through them as the cold breeze bit at his skin, his head whipping from side to side to look around. "I need you to help me, can you please speak up again?!" The man spoke loudly, hoping that whoever was there heard him.

"O-over here..." The voice was growing fainter, as the man rushed to its general direction, stumbling as he found a woman doubled over in a snow pile, her whole body exposed and bare to the cold environment, leaves scattered around to try and cover themselves from the cold.

"Shit..." The man cursed under his breath as he quickly took off his coat, placing it around the girl, pulling her close, her back pressed against his chest as he felt just how cold she was, shivering in his arms. "Come on, stay awake, don't fall asleep on me. Can you feel your legs...?" The man asked softly, rubbing her arms to try and warm them up.

"I-I can feel my limbs, but I can't move them too well, they feel slow..." Her body acted on instinct, seeking warmth as she pressed herself further more into his embrace, her cold and shivering figure worried him more as he began shivering with her. Another breeze rolled by as the man let out a quiet gasp.

"We gotta move from here... Is your house near here?" He asked with worry dripping from his voice, looking down at the girl.

"N-no... I don't even know where I am..." She looked up at him, eyes focusing on his face, as she tried to make out as many features as she could with the dim light they had. Facial hair, glasses, and a pair of brown eyes that seemed lost. Apparently, he was doing the same, but had gotten lpst in her eyes, a lovely shade of light blue that shone in the moonlight. Keeping mental check of himself, the man snapped out of it.

"I'll take you to my place then, once we're there I can lend you the phone. Would that be fine with you...?" The man looked at her once more, waiting for her response. He could see doubt in her eyes with a tinge of fear as she thought about it, but he understood. Lost, confused and naked, left out in the cold, who knows what happened to her. Her gaze averted from his for a moment before moving back to meet his eyes.

"Y-yes, that will be fine..." She let out a quiet squeak as he shifted his arms around to lift her from the ground, her arms wrapping around his neck to try and help him hokd her up, her body curling up against him. He seemed to feel how heavy she was before starting to run as best as he could in the direction he had come from. Soon, though, they reached an open area as the man approached something that resembled a bycicle, but much bigger.

"Here, let me set you down and help you with that." His hands moved to his coat as he helped her put it on correctly, and buttoned it up so it would cover her more. He sat in front of her as be rode his bike, a rather simply looking motorcycle, painted red with some green and black streaks on the side. "I'm going to need you to hang onto me tightly okay? I'll try to go as fast we can." With a twist of his hand the engine came to life, making her jump from the noise as her arms tightly wrapped around his waist. Right about when she spoke her mouth to inquire about it, he took off onto the streets, her body simpy clinging onto his for her dear life.

"Sorry if I scared you." He told her simply, not looking back at her. "I kinda wanted to get out of there as quick as we could." She simply stared at the back of his head, but her eyes were drawn to their surroundings as she saw the and their lights, surprised at the amount of activity there was at this time of night. Eventually he stopped at a red light, cars around them as he could hear someone wolf whistle at his companion, shouting a string of compliments at her. She hid her face into his shoulder, closing her eyes as the light changed to green and all the vehicles began to move.

'What the hell are you doing?' A voice rang in his head, as his subconcious came to life. 'What if she's a psycho or something like that and kills us at night? Or even worse?'

The man simply shook his head, ignoring these thoughts as he pulled up to a small house, driving the bike into the front door. "Here, give me a sec." He got off the bike, walking towards the door as he unlocked and opened it before moving back to the girl and picking her up. She let out a sigh of relief as they entered his home, feeling the wave of warmth hit her as they did so, spreading all across her body. He eventually took her to a room and set her down on what seemed to be a bed.

"You should rest." He told her softly as he moved the cober and sheets. "Let me get you something more comfortable." He stepped away for a second, exiting the room but coming back soon after with something in his hands. "It's some spare clothes I got, they might not fit but, they'll do for now." He placed them next to her as she simply stared at them before giving a small nod.

"Could you... Help me with this...?" She motioned towards the coat as he felt a light blush creep its way to his cheeks before giving a nod, unbuttoning and taling it off of her. She took hold of a shirt and somewhat clumsily put it on, along with a pair of shorts. They all felt loose to her, but it covered her figure up as she no longer felt cold. She simply sipped under the sheets and cover, as he wrapped them around her. "But... Where shall you sleep...?" Her eyes sought his, looking up.

"Don't worry about me, just rest." And with that said, he got up and left the room, leaving the woman to her thoughts. The door closed, left slightly ajar as he walked over to the living room, blindly finding his way to the couch. Laying down, he simply stared at the ceiling, clearing his mind of everything. And with that, a tear rolled down his cheek, only to be wiped away as he frowned, turning onto his side. Now wasn't the time for that, he'd have plenty of time for it later. Little did he know, inside his room, the girl he had just brought home was doing what he held himself back from doing. Tears rolled down her face, reality sinking in. The possibility of never going back dawned upon her, as she relived her near-death experience. She wanted nothing more than to close her eyes, only to be back home when she opened them.

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The hours flew by, as the city slowly came to life, the sounds of chirping birds and passing cars were heard from outside the home. The rays of sunlight slowly creeped in through the window, as the girl slowly stirred awake, hands moving to rub at her eyes as she looked around, letting out a rather sad sigh, knowing she was still in this place, wherever it was. Maybe, now that things were calm, she could ask the male questions? Yes, that would be most wise thing to do currently. Sitting up, she kept staring at her legs, remembering how complex it had been to walk or keep balance with them ever since she had gotten here.

With a small push forward, she raised herself to her feet, slowly making her way out of the room as she looked around. She now stood in a small hallway, with 3 doors around her that were closed, 4 in total with the one she had just slipped out of. Her eyes were taking in every little detail they could, a couple framed pictures adorned the walls, as she soon found herself facing a reflection of her. Standing before a rather small and simple body mirror, she began to fully admire her own figure. Slender, lithe, a bit on the short side if one talked about height, her light blue, almost light pruple hair went down to her back, and upon a closer look it almost looked like she had glitter in her hair, as it sparkled in the light.

With a sigh, she shook her head and resumed her journey across the house, as she reached the end of the hallway, now standing in the living room. That's where she saw him, on the couch in a sitting position, head leaning to the side as her ears caught a faint snore. Her mind was deciding on waking him up or not, as she slowly approached him, now being able to take note of his features. His hair was a dark brown, wavy, as he had a bit of a beard going on, a pair of glasses that looked like they were about to fall off any moment now.

She reached out for them, carefully taking hold of them, pulling them off of him as she stared at his face. She found herself thinking back to yesterday, hands gliding along her arms as she remembered how she felt when he pulled her close, how safe it felt... It sent a shiver down her spine as her hands clung to her shirt.

"Ugh... Fuck me..." She let out a small squeak, blushing hard from the words that had come from his mouth as he slowly began to stir awake, standing up to begin his morning routine half-awake, as he slowly made his way yo the kitchen, with her slowly trailing behind her. "Never again taking sleeping pills..." He began to move around the kitchen, making coffee and letting the sink water run for a second, before sticking his head under the stream of water, groaning loudly as the cold liquid forced him awake. Turning around, he stared at the entrance to the kitchen, as he noticed that whatever had happened last night, was not a dream. "Morning to you, feeling better?" He asked softly, leaning back on the counter behind him.

The girl simply shook her head as he avoided his eyes for a second, before looking at him again. "N-no... We- I mean, I have a question, if that would be fine with you." Her voice was soft, soothing almost, like if someone whispered a love song into your ear. He would see him smile at her.

"Sure, it's fine. Ask away." His hair was now a bit of a mess, strewn about due to the water as he put the towel away, basically just throwing it to the side.

"What would be your name...?" She almost looked like she was picking her words, her eyes never leaving his.

"Richter, that's what everyone calls me at least. What about you?" His arms were now crossed, resting on his chest, looking the woman up and down.

"My name?... My name is Luna."