As The World Goes Wild

I Can Promise.

'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. I was expecting some affection, but Frey only stood there as still as a statue.

'I am a kidnapper, I am wanted by the government, hell, I am even a murderer. But I am lucky I am not like you.' Frey shook his head at me. I looked up at him through swollen and red eyes. I wanted to get angry but I don't think I was. He was saying the truth. Whatever he did, he was happy, he was fighting for his believe. While I was hiding from the monsters that were following me.

'I am scared.' I whispered. I had no idea why I said that. It will be very ironic if a dear told this to a predator. I was not expecting anything, not a reply or any gesture. Just a thought in his mind, where I am not a coward. I am one, but I don't want to be. I don't want to fight or to hide, I just don't want anything.

Frey came sat down in front of me, squatting with one leg and kneeling on the other. He had this Alpha thing about him. Kneeling was a position to show surrender, but even in that position he managed to look dominant. I was looking at the ground, when he lifted my face up with his index finger. A gasp escaped my lips at the tingles he left on the skin of my chin.

'I know you are, I was too.' He nodded understandingly. I saw honesty on his face, like he truly cared about my fear. I was motivated to speak with more liberty.

'I was just living a miserable life and-' I bit my lip involuntarily out of nervousness. Still not sure, on why I was blurting my thoughts out to a man I barely knew. 'I didn't harm anybody but the police is looking for me like I am a walking virus, infecting anything I touch.' I smiled with tears rolling down my cheeks. I heard Frey sigh, he was truly listening. This was first time somebody was listening to my true thoughts, it felt wonderful. To express truthfully, what I felt. I felt like a drop of ink in a glass full of water, waiting to spread. One movement from Frey and the entire water was blue.

'Jensen, you are not a hostage. Not to me, not to that government claiming to cleanse the society.' Frey looked at me with his electric blue eyes swimming with a feeling that had no name. His finger now pressed against my chest, and I looked at it. 'You are a person. You make your choices.' My eyes widened at that, and lips were left a gape.

'You will let me go?' I questioned. I wanted to know, if he meant those words or not.

'Yes. Anytime you want. I am giving you a choice. You can go to that road that leads you towards the city and set yourself up for getting killed and isolated.' Frey pointed his thumb behind himself, which meant that the road was certainly in that direction. 'Or you can come with me, in the mini town I have set up.' He pointed behind me now, at the place that I had ran from. I agree it was like a mini town out there. 'I can't promise you luxury, health. The ass I can't even promise you safety. But I can promise you freedom. Out there you can love, whoever you want. That place is your heaven.'

Once he finished there was a silence between us. He was waiting for my answer. I wouldn't have taken that much time to answer, but there was something in his eyes, that prolonged his wait. A certain fear, as if he was scared I would choose going back. It was amusing to see that look, and I was sure I was the only one who had spotted that. Because there was confusion to that look, too. Even he didn't know what he was feeling.

'I am not stupid, I won't choose the former.' I chuckled with dried tear stains on my cheek. I was ready to get myself what I deserved, freedom. He bit his bottom lip with a lopsided smiled on them as if he was amused, not by me, but himself.

Frey was looking at me, his stare fixing me in my position. I felt like I was screwed at my spot. He curved his lips again to form a quick smile, with his yes narrowing and staring at the bottom of my face. My eyes widened slightly at that realization and my cheeks were tinted with red, to hide which I looked at the grass under me.

He brought his hand towards my face, his face leaning a little to the side. With his thumb, he tugged at my bottom lip. Even when he let go I didn't fill the space he had created between my lips. He leaned forward, bringing his face closer to mine. He grazed my lips with his fingers and I gasped, letting go off a breath I didn't know I was holding. He licked his lip, pleasured by my breathing on his fingers.

I could smell him. His aroma was so natural, he smelled like the forest he lived in, so earthy and sweet. He kept moving his fingers on my lips. Those tickles I felt on my lips was making pleasure run in my veins, I was seeing stars. All my dreams were coming true, I was holding the red smoke.

'Do you mind if I kiss you?' Frey asked his voice, heavy I was so much in a state of freezing that I barely even moved a lip. 'Ass! You have to live with me you don't have a choice either.' He pressed his lips on his hand that was now still against my lips. I desperately waited to feel his taste, soon he pulled his hand from between our faces and truly kissed me.

I slipped into a state of euphoria. I was feeling like I was walking on air. I was feeling effortless as his lips moved against mine. It had started slow, but then there was a desperation dripping from his tongue, that he was pushing into my mouth. I was barely catching up with his pace. Frey completely seated himself from his squatting position our knees touching. His hands went to my shoulders and tugged me towards him, not breaking the kiss. I was sitting between his legs, now but he was still pulling me closer, the kiss not breaking. My hands were softly tugging at his hair roots, and he let out a slight moan out of his lips.

Our chests heaved up and and down. The friction from which made me want to feel more, more of him. My breathing was heavy and uneven, but I didn't want to stop, not even when my lungs started lacking oxygen. He bit my lip and I whimpered, even more addicted to that desire. I had dreamed of feeling so out of control and enraptured. When I finally found it, I was worried it will disappear, when I pulled away.

Frey was the first one to pull away and stare at me, with a smirk. My breathing was uneven as I fixed my glare on the man with the unruffled hair. I was quite satisfied of the mess I created of his hair.

'This was not the last time I was kissing you.' Frey let out a breathy chuckle.

'Fortunate me.' I replied while smiling shyly at him. There was silence which was disturbed by a third voice from behind me. I turned around to face the girl that had smiled at me earlier, and also alarmed Frey when I was leaving.

'Frey, took you a while.' She was standing with her side leaning against a tree, her arms crossed against her chest as she stared at us. It made me a little uneasy and I looked back at Frey.

'Stop scaring him, Dusk.' He laughed. Dusk actually had kind of scary vibes. The way she stood against the tree, straight lips and slightly raised and pierced eyebrow. The leather jacket, ripped jeans, black hair and tattoos on neck did give her the bike gang chick look. I looked back at her, figuring that looking away was very impolite.

'Hello Jensen.' She grinned at me and suddenly the whole biker-chick vibe vanished in the air. She took a step towards me and extended her hands towards me. I smiled back took her hand. 'I am Dusk, Dusk Ritter.' Dusk shook my hand firmly.

'Back off girl, he is gay.' Frey mocked. Dusk scowled at her still holding my hand. I could tell they were good friends, but I was confused at Frey's statement. 'Yeah, she is straight. Beware!'

'Frey you are discriminating.' Dusk rolled her eyes, folding her hands against her chest as she glared at him. If she was not homosexual, what was she even doing with the Pink Howlers.

'And your straight ass is interrupting.' Frey pointed a finger at her smirking. I looked back at her to see her response, she groaned tiredly and slammed her head into the tree slightly. Looks like it was a daily joke, that she was getting tired off.

'Frey, I swear I will kill you, before the government does.' She replied coming towards us and hitting the back of his head, quite hard to be playful.

'I am killing her.' He mouthed and then stood up. He was taller than Dusk, and as soon as he stood up to tower over her, she quickly turned around to run. Frey wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up, only to throw her down again. Dusk fell to the ground on her back, and I think she got hurt really bad.

'You dick.' She yelled grabbing Frey's hand and pulling him down forcefully, so he fell to the ground on his knees. I was not even sure if they were being playful or not. If this was playing, they were playing like animals. 'Just go back in already, people are missing you.' Dusk told him, and he finally let go off her wrist that he was twisting.

'Come on Jensen, I'll introduce you to your new surroundings.' Frey came towards me, and took a hold of my wrist pulling me with him, towards the area we had come from. When he said, he promised, I believed him.

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The darkness was slowly taking over, the twilight sky. In the center of the area there was a huge bonfire, which I assumed was to keep the area warm. There were somewhat 25 cottages, the place kind of resembled a western village from a cowboy movie. Except it had no sand, the ground under us was covered in grass and black soil. The cottages had creepers hanging on the walls and roofs, with wooden doors. Everybody waved at me, as they passed past us. It felt nice, and there was a permanent smile on my face. But there was fear. Why was I staying? These people they were protesters, desperately wanted by the government. I was risking myself, for what I didn't know.

'It belonged to Dusk's father.' Frey started. 'A resort in the middle of the forest, for travelers and the people who knew about it; not many though. He passed it on to Dusk and she let me use it.' Frey explained looking around his surroundings lovingly. He appeared to love this place, like he would come here even if he didn't have to hide.

'It is a beautiful place. I am not sure if it is equally comfortable.' I smiled, he looked at me and sighed with a smile on his face.

'It used to be comfortable. It had heaters, water heaters, electricity and a water supply. We had to cut all of it off so we were untraceable.' Frey answered. I figured that this mission meant a lot to the Pink Howlers. They were giving up their comforts for one common cause. For a cause that was almost unachievable. It sounded so foolish, but heroic. Like they would remembered for long enough. 'Now the fire is our heater and the river our water supply.' He added.

'It must be tough.' I stated. He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head with a wide smile, he enjoyed the roughness, I think. Before he could say something, somebody called his name from the distance and he jogged towards them. I stayed frozen, I realized why I was staying.

Was I falling? I wasn't sure. Was Frey falling? I hoped. Was I stopping? As much as I wanted to, I couldn't. Was he stopping? He wasn't trying, at least.