I took a heavy breath into my freezing hands and rubbed them together.
The freezing air was biting against my skin and I felt the need to just sit down and wait for my father to pick me up. Only issue is, I had left my phone in Jackson's car when he kicked me out. I told him we were over and he forced me outside, and that's how I ended up here, walking alone in the darkness for who knows how long.
Even worse, my shoes got lost in a small creek about a half mile back. The wind was blowing in the direction I was headed, causing my hair to whip across my face like the rapids. The moon was shining brightly, almost full; it looked as if it could be full any day now. I would have kept dreaming about the moon carelessly in my head, but a rustle behind me made my whole body tense up.
It was quiet, nothing but the sound of leaves rustling and the wind blowing. I stood there and waited, I didn't know what I was waiting for. The Boogey-man; a vampire or ghost perhaps? Nothing popped out at me, and nothing grabbed my shoulder like what happened in the movies, it was pitch black, and stayed that way. I turned around again slowly and began to tip-toe the way I was originally headed.
Suddenly, quick as a flash, there was the sound of a tree falling. I had no idea what could have made it fall, there was nobody else there? The tree hit the ground with a loud thud! Then silence once more, silence seemed to be my best friend at this moment. The tree was lying there, motionless and dead, well, it already had been, but everything seemed more dramatic than usual at this point in time. My head was spinning, my eyes were starting to blur out into blackness, and my stomach was getting an eerie feeling inside it.
This was freaking me out way too much, I began to walk backwards, in hope I would see if anybody was following me, but hope was long gone after I saw a silhouette pass swiftly across a nearby tree. I panicked, and thought to myself; what are you doing Lydia? Run! ; But I couldn't bring my body to move any direction but backwards, especially after the creepy silhouette came into the view through the moonlight. It didn't look human at all; it looked more like the shape of a disfigured pit-bull, ten times its regular size.
I didn't have time to scream, or even gasp. I had tripped fast as lightning, and fell straight into a pile of leaves and rocks.
My head suddenly felt a stinging ache of pain, then warmth. Before my eyes closed, and my body went into post-shock, a figure intruded my line of sight.
This one looked human; tall, muscular, dark haired with a sharply defined face. But that didn't matter, nothing did! What mattered was the fact of knowing I was about to black out, just as somebody was here to kill me.
What a night.