my name is tally

by rebecca jane xoxo

tally and Zane have been left to there own devices living with the new smokies but she still loves David. will Zane be okay with this or will he leave her. maddy is struggling with the loss of her husband and David is no where to be seen. a lot of different struggles but can they all help each though it. sounds like romance but it is far more please read and review xxx

2. Chapter 2

chapter two- this chapter will be shorter as I'm doing it from two different points of view.

I was marching though the Forrest somewhere I knew that Zane wouldn't follow me. I got tried after about I thought was ten minutes, I say guess as I lost my watch two days ago while helping maddy out. I sat down the lower part of my body suddenly consumed by a large mangled tree base, I could feel the cold but solid ground under my butt.

'well what a bitch I am, Zane has lost his dad and all I can think about is myself.'

I could hear something it was light so faint that it could of been a rustle of the trees but something in my gut told me it wasn't.

I got up slowly and on the tips of my rubbery shoes and set of in the direction of the sound.

the trees were overgrown and large raising from thick bases that curled alone the floor, pretty much invisible thanks to the trees blocking any light.

I ran my hand over the hard bark of an tree, its bark chipped away in my hand leaving my hand covered in a dark brown residue.

I entered a really dark part the trees so close together I could barely get though. my feet fumbled along the leaf covered floor slowly.

that's when I tripped landing with a thump my hands taking the most of the impact of the fall.

I turned of my front and sat on my butt, wiping my hands on my jeans gently and looking up at the tree line.

the trees were tight knit but as I was scanning across a litter part of the trees I saw something a hand.

the hand was pale and small and up high, right up in the tree line.

I got up really slowly and kept my eyes on the pale hand that was not moving.

the hand started to move and with my eyes locked on it, I was trying to see the rest of the body but the lack of light wasn't helping.

then I saw her, well her back.

the hair running along her back was light brown, her back was small but strong and she was wearing a dark shirt.

my breath was quick and far to loud for my liking, I moved rustling the hard leafs under my feet.

that is when I saw her whip her face and lock eyes with me, I recognised her.

it was Hannah...