"-forget the horror here, forget the horror here leave it all down here. It's future rust and it's future dust" - Spanish Sahara by foals
"I need you Bella, I need you to wake up" Bella stirred, the voice slowly bringing her back to the realms of her consciousness. Her eyes where heavy so she left them shut, as she felt a warm sensation on her arm. Not violently cold like the last man who grabbed her with such tender care. Bella trembled still going through the withdrawal symptoms that her personal brand of heroin had left behind. Once Bella had gathered all of the strength she had left she forced her eyes open. Meeting the eyes of a man she didn't recognise, he looked to be about 6ft and had rich tanned skin. Completely shirtless with a tattoo of a black wolf covering his abs. She shivered as the memories kicked in. She had jumped, jumped off the tallest cliff this side of Washington to try and catch a glimpse of her heroin but instead of meeting the eyes of her beloved she met the murky depths of the ocean floor and closed her eyes accepting the eternal darkness. Bella had stopped staring at the man but his eyes still burned into her, as if suddenly he had met the love of his life, and she flinched away. Wrenching her arm away from this man that seemed to look at her as if she had hung the universe in his life.
She got up, stumbling as the man seemed frozen in spot still staring at her with dark brown eyes that seemed to heat her from the inside out, his teeth glinting in the sunlight almost looking predatory. "Who the hell are you?" she said her voice trembling. She wrung her hands as she waited for his response and when he did respond she immediately realised there was more to this man, if he was that. "I'm Sam, Bella. I've been waiting for you for a long time"
