《I'm happy you're okay now(rewriting in process)》15
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ext. tree stan
atsumu groaned as he swung towards me and away.
"atsumu are you okay" i came to my feet feeling my neck ache as i looked up at him.
"-dandy" his arms were crossed as he held his injured ribs, making a very painful face.
"um ah. let me find something" i grabbed the bag full of atsumu's findings from the car and threw it around my body now looking around.
i know being tied up by one ankle and being upside down was something.
"hurry up" he groaned slowly coming to a slower sway.
"i'm trying" i barked back now seeing the rope holding atsumu leading over the oak limb to another tree.
i walked under atsumu as his face was turning red, i grabbed at the thick rope.
it didn't seem like the rope was normal rope, more like a road you'd use for a boat.
"this really fucking hurts"
"i know i know-" i pulled at the rope once more but it was too tight because of his body weight.
"i'm gonna have to cut you down Tsumu" i quickly pulled the black sports bag off my shoulder now placing it on the ground, i rummaged through the thin fabric of the bag.
i pulled out multiple water bottles with little water, a shirt, lighter, and sunas beanie along with others belongings.
like; kitas rings, arans necklace that held a cross, osamus shattered phone.
i felt the sadness hit me strongly.
"anythin-g"
i looked up seeing atsumu not swinging but hanging, red shot face and looked like he was struggling to breathe or something.
my head quickly jerked up hearing some voices, i looked at atsumu who was looking around the open forest land for the voices.
"get me -.down!" he struggled to grab at his leg trying to pull himself up and out.
i grabbed the bottles off the leafy ground now standing up to see atsumu in distress.
"atsumu, where- are they?" i grabbed at the rope digging my fingers into the rope trying to untie the harsh not that wrapped around the tree and up.
the laughing and gibberish got louder, which meant they were closer.
i quickly looked up at him, i grabbed the bag to silence the clattering and quickly took off running in the way i thought was safe, atsumu screaming for me to come back.
i wish he wouldn't of screamed. i was only going to hide until it was safe.
but i guess, he thought other wise..
ext. woods
i kept rushing through the woods pushing past trees trying to keep my feet moving, i could hear his painful screaming for me to return echo the trees.
i quickly grabbed a tree pretty far from atsumu, maybe 50 yards.
i could barely see his body hanging, i had already grabbed onto a tree for support catching my breath, i felt as if my legs were gonna give out when i ran.
i felt my legs shaking and coming to my knees as i could hear atsumu now screaming in pain and crying out for me to help him.
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my knees hit the tree stump, i felt my face scratching against the harsh, rough, and jagged surface.
i didn't want to leave him, but it was him. or both of us. i will come back for him, he made it certain we'd find everyone, and i'm going to make sure he gets out alive.
i felt my heart sinking, aching, i could feel this lump in my throat of guilt.
hearing his last cry out for help but filled with anger, only for my name to be cut off, i could hear his breath leaving his body from the last hit he received.
i pushed my hands to the back of my neck now feeling hot tears run down my cheeks and onto my knees.
i grabbed the bag slowly now opening it, i grabbed sunas black beanie now pulling it over my head.
feeling his warmth only if that's what it really was, his scent.
i pushed my head to the back of the tree now letting out a soft groan, i felt every bone in my body hurting from leaving him that way.
feeling the coldness of the nightfall falling early from the mountains, it started to get cold, isolated.
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maybe 20 minutes or so after the laughter in the woods faded i pushed myself to my feet now pulling the bag around me once again, i slowly made my way into the forest deeper, my steps silent.
i felt as if i was being watched all the time. i felt so unsafe.
i quickly started to walk faster towards the tree line, where said lake was.
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i had been walking for a bit only for the exit of the forest to seem longer and farther than it did hours before.
i quickly looked around the forest only hearing the crickets become loud, and become silent.
they stayed silent longer than expected, they're still being silent.
should i move? run?
quickly turning away from the darkened trees and shadows.
i kept walking only to hear sudden barks, and howls.
they didn't sound like dogs, but didn't sound human mimicked either.
"out so late aren't we"
my eyes started watering, i blinked multiple times for clear vision only for the forest to call once more.
"don't you think"
a soft woman's voice, the wind hushed me in ways that a mother would hush her child to sleep on.
"why" one voice called out from the darkness.
"why"
i grabbed on myself looking around, i felt watched, listened to, and felt as if any wrong move, i'd die.
the voices calmed, i listened closely for another question, statement anything.
it was only the wind whistling through the pine trees, until i heard it.
a bloodied scream of a man screaming, angered, or hurt.
the voice called out the same as the other one, "why."
i quickly worked up the balls to respond
the wind physically hushed me to stop me from speaking only for the voices to whisper once again.
i tried to speak once more. but my throat wouldn't allow me to, i grabbed at what felt like a tree stump.
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i fell to the stump as the bag rattled hitting the stump, i grabbed at my throat feeling my head spinning.
feeling high, feeling a drug rushing through my veins, something pulling at my skin, banging in my insides to be released.
"s-hhh" the voices mixed together as a manly soft spoken tone.
i felt my back give out, i fell backwards my back ached as my arms fell beside me, my body hitting the forest floor.
i stared up at the leaves and the couple stars i could see, before my eyes couldn't handle being awake any longer.
"shh"
"sleep, you sleep now" if i was sober i would of laughed at that, my eyes were closed. my brain was off, but i was here.
i felt my body being tugged at, being foraged.
the woman's voice called out once more now begging for mercy, i could see in the stars how she died, how she begged for her life.
i felt a rush stab my body as i was now seeing her tears, as they killed her children, her lover.
she screamed, cried.
my brain skipped quickly as my eyes blinked slowly seeing the bright stars hurting my sensitive eyes.
she begged for them not to, begged them to let them go, begged him not to touch her, but he touched her, he treated her as if she was nothing, they beat her, bred her. and drowned her in her own blood as her feet struggled to touch the ground.
she struggled to hold her organs inside herself as she choked begging for help, asking them to not take her baby.
a harsh pain pushed my brain to a stage where i jerked awake, in control.
i could feel my skin peeling off my thighs, i lifted my head to see something eating my legs.
i felt sober quickly, but only for it to hit me again and over again.
i scooted away swiftly only for the animal to pause and its eyes to watch me sit up.
i moved my hands up slowly, it launched at me biting at my fingers almost decapitating them.
pushing my hands into the dogs mouth to prevent it from tearing into my flesh.
it barked and it's teeth clacked at its attempts, i felt it's teeth digging into my palms as i had its mouth spread pushing it away from my face.
the dog was bigger than me by far, it's jaws was bigger than my head, i slowly felt my strength leaving my body as i held the beast at bay.
"no"
i jerked hearing a familiar voice, i looked into the darkness my head pushed into the ground and my arms breaking.
my head turned quickly as the wolf like dog was pushing me back, my ear pressed to the leaves and dirt i felt a hard jerk from my hands.
the burning heat from the blood, broken fingers ached.
the dog screaming in pain as i laid gasping for air still high on some drug, i held my hands to my stomach feeling the blood seeping through my thin shirt.
the dogs cries ended after the sound of impact ended, feeling the dogs leg twitch pushing at my left leg as a figure hovered above me.
my right leg aches, it hurts, how long was it eating me?
"are you okay? you were out for awhile weren't you" this person hands were soft, they grabbed my bloodied hands now grabbing at my bag that lied beside me.
"it'll be okay. you're okay y/n"
the pressure on my hands hurt very much, i groaned coughing from the pressure.
"shh shh shh" the voice sounded like a tired angel.
my hand felt heavy, the hands grabbed my shoulder and pulled me to my own world.
"can you see me?" the voice pulled me forward. i let out a ungodly cry.
they held me still slowly trying to move me only for me to cry out over and over.
"shh" my teeth hurt i squeezed them against each other so tight.
"please it's over" the voice calmed me. my back pressed to the said tree trunk as the person held a flashlight to my right leg.
"do you know what that was?" the pressure above my thigh was painful, the belt tightening around my thigh hurt.
"no." i squeezed from my lungs.
the silence grew as the stranger wrapped my leg.
"what- is it" i looked at the carcass that was now ashing, "or was it"
"that was a spirit, it wanted you" the words hit my quickly, coldly, and harshly.
"-what?" i grabbed at my leg only to feel the flesh hanging from the bone to be very much real.
"shit. doesn't mean it can't hurt you" the man grabbed my leg holding pressure to my shredded thigh.
"where you out here past dark?"
i nodded slowly.
the man held my back to the trunk now pulling his pants up slightly and started walking around the trump moving leaves with his boots.
"ah ha" the man bent down grabbing a small two inch dart now making his way back to me.
"this, is a tranquil"
my eyes locked onto his hands and my eyebrows creased.
"they hunt after dark, and you happened to be vulnerable enough."
"vulnerable enough?"
"yes ding ding ding"
the man quickly held the dart up holding the flashlight to it as it gleamed, he slowly pressed it to my skin once more and pulled it away.
the man laughed now pushing it to my arm and pulling it harsh, it stabbing back into my skin.
i pushed the mans arm away only for the needle to be stabbed into me once more.
and a harsh impact to my face to knock me cold.
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i could of made this way more detailed but i didn't my fingers said get that head. that bread. then leave. peace out.
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