The lonely rogue

And so it continues.

I woke up a few hours later, every part of me hurt, Rylie was whining which was making my head hurt. I gently stood up from my bed, each movement was agony, I was still naked, so I quickly grabbed my robe and pulled it tightly around me. I looked at my bed with a feeling of disgust as I remembered everything from the night before, there was blood on my sheets so I removed all of my bedding and dumped it on the floor, I'll put it with the rubbish later.

I quietly opened my door and looked around to make sure nobody was around, then made a quick rush to the bathroom. I locked the bathroom door and then wedge a chair under the door handle to make sure it was extra safe. I turned the shower on, making sure the water was as hot as I could handle, stepped under the flow of water and scrubbed myself harder than I had ever scrubbed before. I felt dirty, contaminated, disgusting. No matter how much I scrubbed I never felt clean. Eventually I just stood there letting the water run all over me, lost in my own mind. What had I done to make Dean hate me so much and why would he let his friends treat me like that. "You haven't done anything" Rylie told me, "Dean obviously has his own issues, they are not your fault." I knew Rylie was right, I hadn't done anything, I needed to get out of this situation, and I needed to do it quick.

I finished it the bathroom and dressed myself in grey sweats and a black hoody, I tied my hair into a low ponytail and put on my black Nike's. Looking around my room I quickly grabbed a backpack and started throwing clothes in it, I also threw in my phone and charger. I probably forgot a lot of things that I would need, but I didn't have time to pack properly. I pulled up my hood and put my backpack on, carefully opening the door and checking if anybody was around again. There was no one, the house was silent. I held my breath as I crept downstairs, scared to make even the slightest sound. I stopped in the hallway and listened, there was no sound other than my heart pounding in my chest. I tried opening the front door but it was locked, so I slowly crept through the hallway to the kitchen, thankfully the kitchen was empty. I got myself a couple of bottles of water from the fridge, and some snacks from the cupboard and made my way to the back door. The key was in the door, I turned it slowly and pulled open the door. Movement in the corner of my eye made me jump back a bit, it was one of Dean's friends talking on his phone. Luckily he had his back to me, so I quickly ran around the other side of the garden, keeping low so I wouldn't be spotted, I hopped over the small fence and ran. I didn't know where I was running to, I had no plan, I just kept running until my lungs were screaming at me to stop.

I threw myself down on the ground, gasping for breath, my legs had nearly given out beneath me. I grabbed one of the bottles of water from my bag and gulped it down quickly, then returned the empty bottle to my bag. I caught my breath then looked at my surroundings. I was still on pack territory, but I was out of the village, I had put a large distance between me and my deranged brother. "We're not far enough away yet Gwen" Rylie told me, "We need to get off the Willow territory." "I know Rylie, but I'm exhausted, my body hurts and I can't move anymore, I need to rest." I told her. Rylie was worried, she knew that if Dean or his friends came looking for me, I wouldn't be able to out run them. "You can rest for 20 minutes, then we have to get moving, you're not safe here." I nodded in agreement, 20 minutes wasn't long, but it should help me a little bit.

20 minutes later I set off again, my body was protesting at my movements, but I knew I had to keep moving. Rylie was right, I'm not safe here, especially since I ran away. I walked for another 3 hours before I had to stop again. I was still on pack territory but I knew that the border was very close. I sat leaning against a tree, exhausted. I took off my Nike's so my feet could breath for a while, I figured that I could rest for another 20 minutes before I would have to set off again. I pulled a small pack of biscuits from my bag and started snacking on them, it wouldn't be enough to sustain me for long, but it would satisfy me for a little while. "Rylie, do you think we're safe yet?" I asked my Wolf. "Gwen, I don't think we'll be safe until Willow pack is a million miles behind us" Rylie predicted, " a million miles is a bit far to walk in 1 day." I laughed. It felt strange to laugh, like I had no right to. My mum and Dad had been murdered yesterday, I went through Hell last night, I don't know what the future will make me face. I felt guilty for my laughter. "Gwen, your parents would want you to be happy, they always loved to hear the sound of your laughter" Rylie was trying to make me feel better, but it didn't relieve the guilt.

I put my Nike's back on and started walking. 30 minutes later I could see the border to our territory. I knew Willow packs territory was big, but I never realised just how big it was until now. I was going to miss living here, but I had to get away from Dean. Then it hit me. Steph and Jo. they would notice that I was missing and report it to a teacher or even the Alpha. I would send them a message once I was safely away from the pack, I'll explain what happened, well, most of what happened. They would support me, I know they would.

I was right in front of the border now, doubt was making me hesitate. Maybe I should go back and tell the Alpha what had happened and ask him for protection. I'm sure somebody would open their home and maybe their heart to me. Then I pictured myself running into Dean or his friend from last night, it made me feel sick. I had to do this. I had to get away from my brother.

Decision made, I walked through the border. I felt a strange sensation throughout my body, like I'd walked through a force field or something.

I was finally free, free to go somewhere that made me feel safe. Or not! I walked straight into the back of someone. Whoever it was, was huge and very solid and I landed on the ground as I bounced off him. Ow! I looked up at the man as he turned and looked down on me. He was a border guard. How could I be so stupid to forget about the border guards? Dean was right, I was too stupid to be out in public. "Where are you going girly?" The guard asked, holding out his hand to help me up. "Oh, I'm going to visit some friends." I lied, getting pulled to my feet. "You've cut your hand, let me get it cleaned for you before you go, you don't want to get it infected." The guard was pulling me towards a small shed as he said this, I'm guessing he had a first aid box in there. I stepped into the shed and sure enough he pulled out a first aid box and placed it on top of a small table. He was right, getting an infected wound now would set me back. I sat on a stool in the corner and held out my hand. "Damn" he exclaimed making me jump slightly, "I just have to go to ask one of the other guards for some plasters, I seem to have run out. You sit there until I come back." I nodded and he left the shed, closing the door behind him. "This doesn't feel right" Rylie whined, "We need to leave here." "He's just getting me a plaster to help my hand" I tried to reassure her, but Rylie snapped, "Gwen, you are a wolf, you heal fast. That cut will be gone by the time he gets back here!" She was angry with me for being so stupid. How could I forget basic knowledge like that, it's been taught to all kids from when they are babies.

I stood and made my way to the door, Rylie was right, this situation didn't feel right. I pushed the door, but it wouldn't open, I pushed harder, I charged at it with my shoulder, but it still wouldn't open. I was trapped. I walk up and down in the small shed trying to come up with a plan. There were no windows to get out of, the whole place was built solid. The only way in or out was through that door.

I could feel panic start to settle in, I was trapped. I've been out of the territory for such a short time, and I was trapped already. I sat back down on the stool, I knew it was useless to do anything else. I had been sat there for what felt like hours, but was probably only 30 minutes or so, when the door finally opened. I ran to the door, planning to push past the guard and escape, but instead I went crashing head first into another solid built person. I looked up to see who I had hit this time. I felt the colour drain from my face and my heart started trying to escape my chest. "Hello sis"