Chapter 8
Mia
The air was crisp, and my skin already felt cold from being outside for such a long period of time. Somehow it seemed to grow colder, and paranoia was settling in.
How long has it been since I walked away from my friends? I’ve been in the dark for far too long, and it seems eerily quiet. How long have I been stumbling around hoping for the light of a street lamp?
Too long, that damn voice whispers.
So damn helpful, I snarl at it in frustration.
Come and get some, it snaps at me.
Are you for real? You do realize we are one and the same? I ask it in shock.
Palm meet forehead. I was threatening myself.
Pausing I looked around. Nothing looked familiar.
That’s because it’s all the fucking same! The voice screamed.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to pull my hair out. This was insane and for more than one reason. I was quickly sobering up, and I didn’t like it, not one bit. At least when I was drunk, I could pretend shit wasn’t this bad.
A twig snapped to my right, and I whirled around. I looked and found nothing but darkness. I would use the flashlight on my phone, but like an utter moron, I didn’t charge it. Therefore, the battery was dead.
Another twig snapped, but this one was closer. I froze, and my throat felt like it was closing up. I then noticed a pair of glowing eyes staring at me. The animal was no more than twenty feet away just through the trees.
I felt like a steel band was being wrapped around my heart choking the life from me. The constricting feeling grew and spread to my lungs when the animal’s lips curled showing very sharp teeth. My stomach bottomed out as it growled loudly.
Fear had a stench, who knew? Apparently, I did because I could smell the fear pouring off me in waves. It was almost like a dam broke and the water was rushing around. The dam held my emotions, and it cracked and then exploded.
Fear leaked from every pour. My mouth went dry, and my throat refused to work. I wanted to scream, but without the air in my lungs, it wasn’t happening.
The growls grew louder, and I swear I would have pissed myself had I not emptied my bladder twenty or so trees back. Hey, don’t judge! Beer goes right through me.
My feet started to move on their own. My right foot went back then my left foot slowly followed and repeated. Soon I was inching away one baby step at a time. I was trying to not make too quick of a movement.
Maybe I should curl up in a ball? That shit only works on bears, dumbass, the voice points out.
Well, I’m trying here!
A fat lot of good it’s doing, it replies snarkily.
Jeez, what crawled up your ass and died? Shit, Mia focus!
The wolf was following me. As I took one step back, he was taking one step forward. It wasn’t letting any more space between us. My fear took a back seat to terror. I didn’t know I could become any more afraid then I was.
My eyes widen as the wolf’s teeth made a full appearance and I swear it smiled at me. Not the friendly hey how do you doing smile. Nope, this was the I’m going to fuck you up and enjoy it smile.
There was no stopping this, and the small steps weren’t getting me anywhere. Fuck this shit! I looked like the hounds of hell were nipping at my heels, and in a way, they were. And when I say they, I really mean only one. Oh, god I hope it is only one.
Don’t they hunt in packs? That damn voice asks.
I was going to find a way to strangle that voice. That was if I survive this.
I could feel the puffs of air from its hot breath on the back of my legs. My eyes started to wander over my shoulder. No, don’t do that! That’s how all the stupid women die in the horror movies.
My body didn’t listen as my feet picked up speed, and I tried unsuccessfully to put space between me and the wolf’s teeth. My lungs were hurting, and my side pinched.
Then I heard it. A howl followed by another and another. This was it, the end of it. I was about to be torn apart by a pack of dogs.