*Part 28* *When We Met*

We’re close to the end, trust me. Two more posts left, so enjoy this while it lasts. Or don’t, its completely up to you haha. For all the other posts, click here.



The forest had changed, again. Now it was an animal lying in wait, a tiger in the bushes.

And I had a feeling I knew who the prey was. 

Occasionally flashes of deep red light shot through my vision, leaving me blinking hard for a few seconds after. 

I kept looking back at Persephone, to find she wasn’t there. I kept reaching out for her hand or holding a branch aside for her. I kept forgetting I had left her. That I had ditched. 

No, that wasn’t fair. It just wasn’t. I was here because of her. I was doing this for her. Once this was done, she would be free, she’d be happy, she’d be safe. And that’s what mattered the most. 

Her safety. f7223c58be0e6dbb69a3b1e04f1fd5ca

I was doing a crap job at keeping it. 

I stop for a second. Why did I leave? Why would I ever just leave her?

All I remember is that she was being loud. Really loud. But does that really matter? Her being loud? Not enough to leave her. 

I think about going back, about trying to find her but maybe the forest will take care of her. 

The forest is…

I shake my head. Standing still for a moment. The forest is a bunch of trees, that’s it. I need to stop believing anything otherwise. It’s going to ruin me. I bite my lip, looking around, taking a moment to gather ideas, thoughts, my own hopefully. 

I tried yelling her name. To call out for her. But the guilt filling my throat stopped me. 

I had left my only good thing, in the woods, alone. 

0eaece2d0fc474d8ae7e2dba094f92b3.jpgI had to find her. Had to get those pomegranates, get her out of here. 

But right as my determination finally arose again, I heard a yelp. Like an animal being hit. And I once again, I was running. 



Desperation consuming me. 

Another yelp and then a scream that died in the owner’s throat. 

I yelled back, “I’m coming. I’m coming. I’m coming.”

Over and over. My throat going hoarse, my hands being town by the forest as I tried to climb across it. 

“I’m coming. I’m coming. I’m coming.”

Nothing else. No more noise. No more cried. 

That was worse. 

The entire forest had gone completely silent and the only thing I could hear were my words. Over and Over again, I’m coming. 

And then just one word emerging from my lips, please. 


Please let her be safe. 

Please let her be fine. 

Please let this be something I can fix. 5db5b3d4c0d88a17a61a4463bf825b9e


The forest roared to life all at once. 

The whispers of the leaves vicious and excited. 

The trees aching with tension. 

My heart in my throat as I finally made it. 

I finally saw her. 

On the floor, stiller than the forest had been just moments before. The red light practically emanating from her, a intoxicatingly red fruit in one hand. A pile of pomegranate seeds and skin in the other. 

But her eyes moving. 

Wildly like she was trying to take in a million images all at once. Her eyes racing around the scenery, wide open and the rest of her face rigid with pain. 

Please let this be something I can fix. 



6 Comments Add yours

    1. Laurel says:

      Haha you’ll loveeeee the end

      Liked by 1 person

  1. Lydia says:

    You’re so talented and this is so good and I need to know the end right now ❤

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Laurel says:

      awwwwwwww I forgot you read this. My heart is happy now 😉


    1. Laurel says:

      I’m so happy it’s gonna end on a number divisible by ten 😂😂😂

      Liked by 1 person

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