A.N.: Part two of Chapter 7 is now ready. I'm very sorry to you waiting guys out there. I've been busy with my life and school that I can't even write anymore. This chapter is really short, so I will post the next chapter soon enough. I hope this would be enough for you to be able to forgive me.

/Previously on: "In The Beginning of The End"/

'No matter what happens, I'll go after him. That I promise.'

'That smile... I would recognize that smile anywhere.'

"CALL AN AMBULANCE!"

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Part 2, Chapter 7: Nine Years After

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: March 17, 3018. Archery Fields :

-Reesha's POV-

"Go Kitty... Run!" I mouthed at her, before slapping her neck lightly to make her run as I've taught her. She started galloping madly. I looked back at Rivendell, giving it one last look, before staring again at the road before me.

: March 18, 3018. Somewhere out there :

Layla De La Cruz groaned in pain. Every muscle in her body started straining as she tried to sit up, so she simply contented herself in lying down. Heh, she thought. It's as if I got hit by a car or something.

Wait.

I did get hit by a car.

She instantly sat up; eyes wide, remembering her muscles and pounding head. Grunting in pain and cursing silently beneath her breath, she started to massage her temple in an attempt to release some of the pain.

Standing up with the help of a nearby tree, she looked at her surroundings. What the hell?!

Where the hell am I?

It's kinda surprising really, but none the less annoying. Manila is nowhere near a forest such as this, and she sure as hell knows that this isn't Luzon anymore. It would be kinda weird if the people who surrounded me after I got hit by a car would go up to a mountainous place and leave me there, when I very well know that someone shouted to call an ambulance. Besides, that would be pretty stupid. She thought, examining the height of the trees. She sure as hell didn't transfer to this country so that she would be left alone in a forest.

But then, she asked herself: Am I really still in the Philippines?

Don't think the impossible, Layla. She thought to herself. Still, an annoying little voice nagged at her: Everything's possible in this world.

She rolled her eyes, keeping to her position whilst sitting down. If someone did bring her here, they ought to come back and not let her starve on her own. After all, it was their stupid idea of a joke, right? That person, or those people, would definitely not let her get hurt.

Silence prevailed and only the soft churning of the leaves gave her some amusement. Though, if you really know Layla De Guzman, she sure wasn't amused by it despite her love for nature. Also, she was the type that was easily bored to death.

"This joke isn't funny and entertaining anymore!" She shouted in hope that her capturers would finally show themselves and laugh at her. She would accept any type of scrutiny right now, just so she could have a warm, bubbly bath and afterwards relax in her bed while finishing Pride and Prejudice for the umpteenth time as she pets Ron beside her.

Her eyes widened in realization as she still wasn't able to feed Ron. The poor mutt, she thought to herself, before running a hand through her hair and covering her face with her hands. I'll have to buy a new couch again.

"Come on, you jokers! This isn't funny anymore, and my dog will starve to death if you keep this up!" She shouted once more, frustration evident in her voice.

Silence continues and the only answer she got was an owl's call. She sighed. Well, if they won't reveal themselves to me, then I'll have to find them. Better yet, leave them in this forest and let them fend for themselves.

She stood up before walking in a straight path in hope to find civilization, or even just a road.

It was a few hours later that she reluctantly believed that she isn't anywhere near Manila, since never did she find a cemented road before her. It was years ago in high school when she joined the Girl Scout's Open Camp in the mountains and they went there via bus, so she was sure that one was bound to meet a cemented road in a few minutes.

That's why the unanswerable question kept nagging at her: Where was she?

She sighed. No way in hell would she agree to sleep in this forest, no matter how much her feet and thighs were killing her or how much her stomach kept grumbling at her. She looked around and saw a tall tree with large veins, in which she sat upon to rest. It was at that time that she realized that, other than her now aching feet and still hungry stomach, she was perfectly healthy. No signs of her stupid decision of following the ghost of an old friend that resulted to a collision with a gigantic car. Even her head felt better now; no signs of her major migraine that always resulted to a day-long rest before she got hit and moved to this silent forest.

She looked at the sun. I'll have to deal with this later, unless I would like the sun to hide itself before I even get to my place.

A.N.: There are a lot of grammar mistakes in this chapter, since I can't think edit it right now. Does anyone know where I could find a good beta? I couldn't beta my own works to save my life. I'm still getting the hang of writing in third person, so forgive me if it doesn't sound like me at all. Also, I would edit the previous chapters when I reach chapter 10 in hopes that it would flow more naturally, and to rethink my decisions about this fiction. God Bless to all of you, and I would look forward to a review.