When it was Raining. I Remained Running.

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

                As I walked away from Gabriel I felt empty. I felt the cold despair of life laughing at my back with every step that I took. Every step was like an elastic band getting tighter and tighter as you pulling it farther and farther away from its relaxed position. I was walking away from my ‘relaxed’ life, the one I was comfortable in, into the dark mist of my new life. I was losing the biggest chunk of my life because of stupid teenage hormones.

                I walked through the woods trying to find my way out of woods. I hadn’t come far in but now it felt like I was in a marathon. It was taking so much longer to get out of these abandoned yet suffocating woods than I did to rush through them. I was a mess. I couldn’t keep in the hysterical cries I was feeling in my chest. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Maybe I wasn’t breathing.

                I had almost reached the edge of the forest when I was stopped. I could see the school by then but was whipped around to face the endless dark forest.

“Gabriel stop torturing me. I screwed up. I know that. You don’t have to keep rubbing it in. I’m sorry I can’t freaking control my hormones and pick who I like. So just get the hell over it. Or leave me alone.” I was mad and upset, so everything was coming out in an angry blur.

“Laurel I will not get the hell over it…” What the crap. Can’t this guy just do this one last thing for me.

“THEN LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!!!” I was beyond mad. I was angry and I was yelling. I swear if my life would have been a werewolf book I would change form right now. I was shaking with anger, my fist balled and my teeth grinded on each other.

“You don’t get it do you?”

By then he had come to be a few millimeters away from me. We were touching we were so close. My heart began to beat faster than normal. I could smell his sweet scent playing on my face. As he talked. I was beginning to soften and then I remembered my purpose of hating him and being mad.

“What I don’t get the fact that you have rubbed every girl you have ever had in my face? I don’t get how jealous I have been since we were 14? I don’t get the feeling of not being wanted by any guy? I don’t get how you hate me now? How repulsed you are? Please just leave me alone…”

“Laurel I don’t hate you…” it was barely a whisper but I was so close to him I made out every word.

 “Well…what about…”He had become even closer to me now and our lips were mere millimeters from touching each other. Did I want to kiss my best friend? Now that the choice was mine did I really want to kiss him or could I live with just imagining it in my head. I stood there unable to think of what do to. He had his hands on the back of my head, urging me into the kiss. He was teasing me now he was brushing his lips over mine waiting for me to make the move. I felt safe. I felt safe in his arms and warm. I was comforted. This was different than him being my best-friend this was him being his player self. And I liked it. I leaned in for him to kiss me but was met by the cool forest air.

He had pulled away from. Did I do something wrong? I met his face and was terrified. He wasn’t looking at me. He was looking ahead into the forest like he was seeing something.

When he looked back at me I saw the cold cut off Gabriel when something was wrong. I saw it in his eyes leaving a cold shiver down my body.

“We have to go. It is not safe here. Run, now out to the school and don’t come back to the woods. Go straight home. Don’t call me and don’t look for me. I will come by later.” He was cut off and I couldn’t get any read from him. He was scared but it came off as authority. I wouldn’t leave him out here. Why wasn’t it safe? I couldn’t control myself. And then his arms were on my shoulders.

“Laurel look at me. Look at my eyes. This is serious. You need to go straight home with people around. Lock the doors and do not stop running until you are in your house. Do not talk to anybody, including Lindsey. It is no longer safe to trust anybody, including me.”

How could I not trust him? But the look in his eyes made me believe him. I wrapped my arms around him not trusting myself to say anything. So I ran I did as he said and ran. I didn’t look would run straight home. I had to trust him. I could feel his eyes boring into my back as I ran past the school. Great birthday…