So this is my new story, and I hope that you all enjoy it

A special thanks to Emmy for been a fantastic beta and taking on this new fic, you are so fantastic x Lyl x

Lyal

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"Rosie... Rosie... you don't have to smell every frigging bush... Rose... come on"

I stormed over to my golden retriever, who was going in circles around a spiky brown bush, with her bum in the air and her nose brushing across the ground. I was just about to grab her collar when she shot off, running down the random public path through the next muddy short cut. I say random because it starts out of nowhere, and is placed in the middle of nowhere. I always walk down here because you will never see anyone else. I think I'm possibly the only one who even knows it exists, apart from Rosie and a couple of friends that I sometimes walk down here with. It is a perfect place to just chill and breathe. Plus it gets me out the house and I'm walking the dog which keeps my mum happy.

It would all be peaceful if it wasn't for the fact the dog is always having to check out the smells whenever she is off the lead. I spend most of my time walking back on myself to pull her away from the bush, or tuft of grass that she's come across. She could probably walk herself by now though. She knows the circuit better than I do. It's quite clever how she knows when to stop for me to put her on her lead before a road, and where to stop when I'm going to take her back off it again. Then she starts with her sniffing. I suppose most dogs are smart, but it still amazes people.

I crossed over the wide brown rusting bridge that was hovering over a trash filled muddy ditch, and I began to wonder what would happen if you stood in the brown disgusting water below. It wasn't deep enough too drown in, but you would probably just sink in and get trapped in the sloppy mud that was under the layers of rubbish.

I was walking down the opposite side of the ditch than before, and down a long path that was created by the tree filled woods that were stationed on either side of it. I was mumbling away to the music that was playing loudly through my iPhone that was sitting under my bra strap. I had my hand on the bud as I pushed it further into my ear. Rosie was out of sight, but I could slightly hear her through my right ear, that was empty of an ear bud, so that I could hear some of the surrounding sounds.

I was suddenly aware that I was walking particularly fast and decided to slow down, so Rosie could catch up. She is getting quite old and can't walk as fast as she could when she was a pup. I turned around and searched the surroundings, trying to see her; but she wasn't there. I took out the remaining ear piece that was playing a song that I had never heard of. It was probably my dad's favourite song, mainly screaming and a lot of guitar solos.

Yes defiantly my dad's.

"Rosie... oh come on girl!... where are ya?"

I shot round to see what had just caused the loud crunching sound behind me. I wasn't scared as I probably should be. I figured it was just Rosie, but I couldn't have been more wrong, because before my eyes could adjust to the black blur rushing in front of me, I felt a crippling pain to my head and then the cold darkness plunged around me, suffocating me under its thick foggy blanket.