Notice Me

  Part of me wanted to chuckle, what kind of sappy question is that? The intelligent part of me however, told me it'd be best if I didn't, there was nothing humorous about this. Do I believe in soul mates? Yes, I'd have to say I do. I'm a sucker for tragic love stories. Always believing in there's love out there for everyone motto. Instead of waiting for my answer, Tristan kept right on with his rant. I was beginning to get used to him answering for me.

  "Well I do, Lise." He inhaled a sharp breath like he was getting ready to let me in on all his secrets. He seemed a bit timid for some reason. "I don't know how to explain this to you without you freaking out." Explain what to me? What could he possibly say to me that would cause me to 'freak out' so he puts it?

  "Lise, I'm not exactly who you think I am." Tristan warned, his voice sounded like he was in physical pain just from disclosing that tidbit of information to me. "I'm a..."

  Just as Tristan was about to finish his sentence, his entire body language changed. He stood up straighter and seemed more on alert. Spinning around on his heels, he shoved me behind him so that my back was facing the cliff. Tristan tilted his head upwards as if he was sniffing something in the air, what the hell? Does he smell something out of the ordinary, because I sure as heck don’t? Puckering my lips I tried my best to smell whatever it was that he did, but I couldn't.

  "Lise, I need you to listen to me very carefully." Tristan ordered under his breath. His face turned slightly sideways so that I could see he was being dead serious. Why the change in aura all of a sudden. What happened to cause him to become like this? Did he sense danger? Is there a bear?

  "When I say go, I want you to run home sweetheart...as fast as you can. No matter what you do, DO NOT turn around. Do you hear me?" Tristan dictated.

  I stood quiet with wide eyes unsure of which way home is. Oh god, I'm going to get eaten tonight! Sensing my mini panic attack, Tristan grabbed my face with his hands, forcing me to stare into his eyes.

  "I need you to focus Lise." Tristan said nodding his head up and down making sure I heard him. "Home is straight that way, follow the trail. DO NOT veer off the trail no matter what you do."

  Why is he doing this? Is he trying to give me a heart attack? "Why can't you come with me?" I asked in a panicked voice.

  Just as I said that I hear a low growl erupt from within the trees. "I can't come with you sweetheart. Just please trust me." Tristan begged me with his eyes. He leaned down and pecked me on the lips.

  Within seconds two gigantic wolves emerged from within in trees. Tristan spun me around and shoved me roughly in the back screaming, "Go, Run!"

  That was all the urging I needed from him to take flight. My legs carried me faster than I ever imagined. Then it hit me I left him! How the hell could I possibly leave him to be eaten by wolves? What kind of person does that? Digging my feet down into the dirt, I spun on my heels to turn around and help Tristan.

  I turned to see a gray wolf and a brown one approaching him. A couple more steps and they both lunged at him. I tried to scream but it got lodged in my throat as the tears began pouring out. Squeezing my eyes shut tightly, I couldn't believe I left him to be eaten! A terrifyingly loud snarl snapped my eyes open, just in time to see Tristan jump in the air and burst into a gigantic black wolf.

  ’This is some freaky Twilight meets Underworld crap!’ I thought before I let out the loudest blood-curdling scream ever. I'd be doing justice to all those girls in the horror movies. What the hell did I just witness? For sure I lost my mind, I must have fell and knocked myself unconscious along the way.

  I twisted my body around one last time and took off running like a bat out of hell. I screamed the entire way home until I reached the confinements of my own room. Locking the front door, I ran upstairs to my room where I locked that door and ran into the bathroom locking myself in there too!

  Curling myself up into a ball in the corner of the bathroom, "It's just a nightmare, it's just a nightmare." I kept reassuring myself as I rocked back and forth soothingly. I've officially lost my damn mind.

  Chapter 10: Playing Hooky