As The World Goes Wild

The Wolves Howled

The wolves howled wildly at the moon. Anybody could tell what longing and desire that howl held. It held a certain bewitching pleasure which was not to be expressed by words. Than it had vanished into red smoke, a smoke that shimmered with desire. It was crawling towards a pale colored hand that was twitching pleasantly. It was a man's hand definitely, and it's fingers were fisting together as if trying to hold some of that smoke. The smoke cleared and I stood there and I was looking horrified. The smoke was back again surrounding me. My hands were desperately flapping as I tried to fan the smoke away. As the smoke won, I felt like I had been touched by lust. I wanted to gulp all of it down, like it was gaseous alcohol. But as I had begun to get a taste of it, the smoke disappeared. The wolves howled again, louder and wilder this time. I was skimming my fingers down my thighs and the red was reducing. I was moaning in craving but it felt beautiful and satisfying. I was touching my lips with my thumb and felt tingles like the effect of whiskey on my tongue. The howling was now unbearable, the smoke covering everything and it was all gone. Leaving behind dark and blindness and-

My eyes shot open, and I was breathing heavily. Sensual dreams only graced my sleep when I hadn't taken a pill before sleeping. But I was sure I had, I couldn't forget the bitterness of it on my tongue. Then l looked around hoping to find my nightstand with the unlabeled bottle on it. But there was not a nightstand, hell not even a bed. It was a mattress.

Then, I gained my senses. Going to work, that encounter with Frey, the attack and the kidnapping. I was the hostage. I instantly felt panic rise in my veins, and my blood bubbled with anxiety. I was breathing heavily, I was still in the clothes that I had been wearing, only they were dusty. I sat up straight facing the wall in front of me. It was wooden and there were three windows on it and in the center was the door.

I thought it would be smart to analyze my surroundings and I stepped on the cold floor. I walked towards the window and looked through it. I was amazed. There were three cottages in front of me, and they were big, size of a small house. I was sure there were more but I could only look at three through the window. Then I saw the sky, shining in the abundance of star and the full moon. I had never seen such scenic atmosphere. It was not possible to see something like this in a city, unless I wasn't there.

'I am so happy that all of us are back. We have showed those people who we are and what we can do.' I heard familiar yelling. It was Frey, I wouldn't take a second to guess that voice. I jumped towards the most corner window, I couldn't see much. There was a wooden platform where he stood, with a girl beside her. There was a crowd of at least 300 people from what I estimated. They were PINK HOWLERS. I was their hostage. I was in a location that I doubt anybody knew about.

'We are fighting and we will fight, until we can't anymore. We have a right to live just as much as anybody else. I promised you I will protect you all if you promised to protect our vision. I fulfilled mine it's time you fulfill yours.' He yelled to the entire crowd that had gathered to hear him. Frey was their leader, which meant he was the most dangerous one of them all. I was afraid, they will kill me as soon as my purpose of being a hostage was complete. He even appeared very cold-hearted it won't bother him to kill anybody. Especially when he killed Dr. Ledger and his hands didn't even shiver. I placed my back against the wall, my eyes about of water as I clenched them shut.

I was knee deep among people who were eager to kill me. Then there was Frey who might as well use me before I he killed me. I thought the PINK HOWLERS were only protesters, but there leader was killing people even before you blink. I wanted to run, but also stay. These people were like me, they would have accepted me, I could live like I wanted to. Frey was making these feel, these chills of pleasure even by the slightest contact he made. He was making my pills wear off faster than they were supposed to. But then, I will be at a larger probability of getting killed. Either by the government or by the HOWLERS.

I went towards the door and to my surprise the knob turned open, I didn't know if it was accidental or intentional but it came to my benefit. I slowly opened it and poked my head to see into the surroundings all the crowd seemed to be engrossed in listening to Frey. The place very much resembled a west village. Lines of cottages on both side, a giant bonfire in the center and a sort of platform a little across from it. I stepped out and I had walked to the center, I thought nobody would notice me as I ran away but I was wrong.

The girl beside Frey noticed me, we even made eye contact. She smiled towards me very genuinely as if inviting me towards her and into the new crowd. But I turned around and started to run. In a place in the middle of nowhere I had no idea where to run, but I was running aimlessly.

'Frey.' She yelled notifying him about my escape. Even from a mile away I could feel eyes burning into my back, threatening me to come back. I turned my head to see Frey jump down the platform and run towards me. I fearfully increased my speed when I realized that he was on my trail.

I was stupid, I was in a place with no direction or roads. But I was running, without thinking twice. It would have been wise to turn around, and the reason of my courage was there was someone behind me. I lost control of my feet as they stumbled almost tripped but followed one order, RUN. When I was sure there was no one behind me,I stopped in my spot. I was so heavily breathing that my breaths could be heard from far away. I held my knees and pressed while my mouth was dry from being open for too long.

I had no idea of navigation, and here I was. At a point where either Frey or the forest will kill me. I needed to find a road, but I was lost. In a place where animals could jump me, plants could kill me or Frey could capture me. There was no better in this situation. It was like choosing between the worst and the worst.

'I didn't leave the door open so you could run.' The voice came from the spot a few steps away from me. I lifted my eyelashes and stared in front of me towards the Frey who was looking at me with flared nostrils and and wide eyes. He was angry and I was tired. I was unwilling to run, knowing I had to die. One way or another. He stepped forwards and raised my chin with two fingers making me look up at him. I stood straight and made eye contact with him. Which I instantly regretted, because his glare was just as wild as the forest we were standing in.

Frey let out a wild, animalistic growl and pushed me against the tree. His chest pressed against mine, our faces only an inch apart. His hands encircled around my waist as he stared me intently. He was enraged, I don't think that death was the worse thing that could happen to me.

'What else was I supposed to do.' I asked my breathing still as heavy as before.

'Wait for me to come back.' Frey answered. 'It is not like you have anywhere to go if I let you.' Frey added and I looked up at him with wide eyes. Either he had no idea what he was talking about or he was stating a fact I was not ready to learn.

'I have-I have my home.' I answered gulping and bracing myself for what was coming.

'They have declared you a fugitive.' He replied with not much emotion in his voice. My eyes widened and after that I lost control of my actions. It was adrenaline, rawest form of it, that was mixing in my blood. I felt so angry, my skin was warming up. This guy had destroyed everything that I made for myself. My entire life I had choked my desires, so I could walk among people without being isolated. I had let pills control my system so I won't become a filth to people. I had given up my life, this guy who claimed himself a savior destructed all of it. He had done this, he had destroyed everything I ever owned.

I pushed him with all the energy in me and he stumbled a few steps back, staring me down, his pierced lip forming a smirk. I yelled, like an animal as if the world was nothing but wilderness. His nerves were popping out from his hands, a swelling waiting to explode.

'You bastard.' I screamed at him and tears streamed down my eyes. I was aware of things he could do to me in wrath, but my own, was controlling me blindly. I was in pain, unable to return to the place where I grew up. 'You destroyed my life.' I sobbed loudly tugging at the roots of my hair with frustration.

'You didn't have one.' He answered loudly. The boiling fluid in me, it was painful tugging at my heart yet oddly satisfying. It felt good when I spoke without my words passing a four-level filtration. I felt unrestrained after a long time. This wrath was inspiring my answers.

'Yes I did until you destroyed it.' I spat at him, my eyebrow twitching. I saw the swell of his nerves disappear and weight being lifted off my own chest. Being angry and spitting words like fire made me feel at rest.

'You are right, you indeed had a life, trapped behind closed doors and tied in ropes of a tablet. The-f*****g-awesome-life-of-Jensen.' He answered sarcastically. That statement had blown a fuse in me. I was shaking, hungry to send a reply.

'Nobody asked you to be a savior. I was fine, being trapped, killed whatever it was not your problem. It was mine.' I pointed my finger at his chest. 'You had to free your people, you did it. Why take me? You are not Superman. I was fine. I knew I was.' I was sobbing uncontrollably loud my vision was blurry, but I could still see his features soften.

'The pills were poisoning you.' Frey stated softly. I knew the pills were poisoning me, but I had chosen that. 'I knocked you out, you were supposed to wake up between 2-3 hours. But you were gone six hours that is how bad your immunity was.' He told me. But I was only sobbing in my hands. What will happen if my mom saw that on the news, she will be broken. She will be abandoned by the family and I had no idea where I was.

'Why would you save me.' I cried falling on my knees on the ground my eyes hurting from all the tears but I didn't stop. If felt good when I was venting my emotions out.

Was I scared? No, only trapped. Would I die? I couldn't care less. Did I lose everything? I didn't owned any. Did Frey care? I couldn't tell.