He actually thought I was in trouble. They actually thought I was going to get killed. And, for a moment, I actually thought this wasn't going to end well…for me.
No! I told myself. Stop thinking like that! If anyone is going to get hurt it's going to be the morons who actually think they're going to kill you! Yeah, the little self-given pep-talk wasn't helping much. Not to mention that my protectors were far away, wondering where the crap I am. And he's still thinking I'm in trouble. And with every step I took back and every step they took towards me the more I was starting to agree with him.
When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end. These past couple weeks have been some of the best of my life. But then I remembered…
It's my entire fault I'm here right now. Not his, not his parents, not even his sister's for see them right before it was too late. Fully mine. Ugh! I just had to fall for him! I just had to let him under my skin! I have never been this vulnerable before! Not with any of my other boyfriends, the ones who were only in it for my blood…
A harsh growl brought me back to reality, back to the present. They were getting closer, and I was almost cornered. If I didn't think of something and think of it fast I was done for.
One jumped towards me, too fast for human eyes to follow. But I could. And just because I could, it doesn't necessarily mean I liked where he was going. I wasn't thinking straight. I acted on instinct. And probably made the others really mad.
And then, my certain death and heavenly salvation burst through the doors.