6: To our girls part 3

Thomas's eyes flashed to a golden red and back to his deep brown eyes. He corned Helena; he held on to her wrists and pushed them against the wall. There was nobody in the house to hear her scream. "I want you to run for me. Will you do that?" He whispered, he had that creepy voice again. The one he used on Helena when he first meet her. "I'll run. You don't have to worry about that." She whispered back. He let Helena's wrists go and got out of her way. "Run." Helena ran out the back door she came in through, when she got into the forest she was intoxicated by everything. The moon, the wind rushing against her face, everything. She felt something shift inside of her, her running was faster, so fast that she could have easily have gotten out of the forest but she turned around and just ran. She saw the figure running up behind her, she knew who it was also.

It was Thomas and he was catching up to her. She dodged in and out of trees trying to lose him. She suddenly stopped and hid behind some bushes. He stopped and smelled the air, he went another direction, Helena got up to run again but he was right there. "AH!" She screamed and tired to get away but she tripped on a trees root that was sticking above ground. Thomas grabbed her foot and pulled her closer to him, this time he was all sweaty and his eye were glowing like an inferno. "Don't scream, that'll just draw them closer. I won't hurt you I promise." He covered Helena's mouth with his hand. "Run. Don't stop until you get to the castle. I want you to lock yourself in your room. Got it?" Helena shook her head yes, once he let go she was out of there.

She ran harder than she ever had before. 'Don't stop. Just get back.' That's all she thought while she ran. She got into the castle, and ran to the room she woke up in, that was the closest thing to a bedroom she had there. When she got in there she locked the door behind her, she began to feel the pain Thomas was talking about, it was a gruesome pain. It hurt your stomach, it hurt you head, your everything. Helena went to the window and saw the moon. It was so huge that you thought that if you jumped high enough you might just land on it and never come down. She saw a figure standing outside of the castle, looking directly at her window. She closed the curtains and felt the snap, there was no more pain. Helena had no idea what she was doing anymore, it was like she was watching a movie, but there was nothing she could do. Helena opened the window slowly, she stood on the windows edge, watching the figure. He was drawing closer, he wasn't running to stop her from jumping like most would think but he was walking to her. To worship the moon with her. Helena took one step off of the ledge, she fell down from the top of the castle and landed perfectly on the ground. Her eyes didn't glow, they weren't spot lights, but pits of darkness. The figure was Thomas, he didn't flinch when she jumped but silently egged her to do it. Helena walked up to Thomas and looked into his eyes. They looked at the castle when they heard Cassie screaming from the pain. Her scream woke up the entire castle, while Helena and Thomas stood outside. They didn't talk, Helena looked at Thomas again and ran, and he chased her the way he wanted to. The hunter chasing the huntress, not the hunted. She wasn't prey to him, more like a competitor.

In the morning Helena woke up back at Thomas's house. Her clothes were in shreds and barely hanging onto her. She had slept on the floor, while Thomas slept on the bed. Helena snuck around the room quietly and grabbed some of Thomas's clothes and changed into them. "You do know that's stealing." Thomas said after she pulled the shirt over her head "Yeah well can you explain why my clothes are now a pile of scraps?"

"No" He scratched at his brow and looked out the window to get a sense of the time. It was nearly noon. "I'm not going back if that's what you're thinking. To the castle, I have nothing there."

"I wasn't thinking that, I was thinking what I was going to do now that you have my clothes." Helena looked down at the clothes that she was now wearing. "Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's alright I have more. You can keep 'em." He got up out of his bed and then Helena saw why her clothes were in shreds. There were claw marks down Thomas's back. "What happened?" She asked when she saw them. "I don't remember. But they weren't there last night." She turned so he could get dressed, she saw her laptop on the desk, it was opened to her story. "Were you reading my story last night?" She asked over her shoulder "No, I don't think so." Helena grabbed her laptop and went outside. She hid inside a tree. "Helena!" 'Don't make a sound, hide in your world.' She thought to herself.

Something caught her eye, a reflection of light. Helena pulled the strap for her laptop bag over her head and crawled out from her hiding spot. She went to where she saw the light; it was in the middle of a field filled with wheat. 'Tick Tock Tick Tock' Helena kept hearing. "Hello?"

"I'm late!" A large white Fuzzy thing came out from nowhere and snuck up on Helena. "Ahh!"

"I'm LATE!" The thing said. It appeared to be in a pin-striped vest and had a pocket watch in his hand that he kept taking out and looking at, he also had small bifocals on. "What are you late for?"

"I'm Late, I'm Late for a very important date!"

Helena calmed down and tried to do the same for the thing. "Where?"

"Exactly here don't you hear! Tock tick tick tock!" Helena looked at was around her, there was nothing, "What could he be talking about?" She asked herself. 'Crunch!' Helena looked at what was at her feet; there was a sprout for a tree. "I'm sorry. I didn't see you there." Helena said to the broken sapling. It perked up at the sound of her voice. It started to grow way faster than it should have, Soon instead of a sapling there was a great tree with an entrance. "Get out of the Way! I'm Late; I'm Late For a very important date! No time to say Hello, Goodbye I'm Late! I'm Late! I'm Late!" The thing pushed past Helena and went into the entrance. Helena had to duck to enter the tree; but when she did, she fell.