Murderer in the Woods

Chapter 5-That's the Way I love You

Chapter 5

 

 

    “Emily keep running.” Jake said as he saw that I was slowing down. My legs felt like jell-o from running so much. I don’t want to keep on running. I can’t.

 

 “Hurry Up!” Jake screamed at me. My heart was pounding in my ears and my side felt like it was being stabbed. We had been running for like an hour now and with every minute my side pain increased. Jake was running too fast and I couldn’t keep up.

 

“Jake! Can we please stop?” I begged him as I caught up with him.

 

     It felt like a thousand pound weight was being placed on my chest and the more I ran the heavier it got. My wolf wanted to take over but there were no woods and we couldn’t get caught. The only way I would be able to keep running is if my mate were here so I could feel re-boosted. Jake turned and looked at me. I must have looked horrible, my hair was clung to my face because of all the sweat, my nice dress was ripped up to my thigh, and I was panting because off all the running. Jake nodded and stopped running, I immediately stopped and gasped to try and catch my breath but it didn’t really help. I had my hand on my side begging the pain to go away but it didn’t. I put both hands on my knees and tried controlling my panting. My heart was beating faster, so fast it felt like it was digging a hole through my chest with a shovel.   

 

 

 

How did such a good evening end up like this? One minute we are relaxing by the playground and another we are running.

 

 

 

~ 2 hours earlier~

 

 

 

 

 

             Once we got out of the cop car Jake and I were taken in total opposite directions. I cannot believe this is happening! My parents are going to murder me! We need to be back at the ceremony before it ends and it’s going to end soon.  They took me into this little white room were another officer inspected me. She patted me down, took my cell phone and my wallet then harshly un-cuffed me and threw me in a small cell. The cell had two other women inside it, and by appearance they kind of looked like prostitutes. A tall one was wearing a red wig with a tight dress and mile high heels, the short one was in normal size heels, had a blue wig on and a skin tight skirt and a barely there shirt. I quickly and quietly made my way over to the little wooden bench and sat as far as possible from them.

 

         Breathe. Breathe, I reminded myself. I needed to calm down because I could feel a panic attack rising inside me. Soon this will all be over and I just need to remain calm until it happens. I put my head in my lap and closed my eyes. I felt lonely now and the only thing my wolf wanted was her mate by our side. She wanted him near so his presence could soothe us. God, I missed Blake so much and I had already seen him earlier today. I need to stop thinking about him because the more I think about him the more I want him. I took another deep breath and tried not to scream in frustration and anger and everything else I was feeling.

 

“It gets better you know.” A male voice said. I opened my eyes in surprise and looked to where the voice had come from. It was a man in the cell next to mine; he was also sitting on the bench. If it wasn’t for the steel bars we would be sitting back to back. He was twisted around with one leg on the bench so he could see me.