Purfect for Luna

Into the Woods

To say that this isn't what I had envisioned for myself is an understatement. I mean, no one wants to watch their mother die in front of their eyes, knowing there is nothing that can be done to help her.

Before I found out about her diagnosis, I had dreams: going to college, going to some beach and learning how to surf with her. In my dreams, the world was mine and all I had to do was reach out and grab it.

It seems so silly now, how planned out it was. How I had allowed myself to believe that life could be so easy. That I would graduate and spread my wings to fly, leaving the snow and winters behind, only coming back for mom.

But then in reality, my mother was diagnosed and I became an orphan in less than six months. All the money my mom had been saving over the years was sucked dry by the doctors, hospitals, and pharmacies. And that's the time I realized that college wasn't even an option for me anymore.

In the end, I was still left alone.

Bounced around from home to home, with nothing but two backpacks full of what was deemed 'important and essential' until I turned seventeen.

I'm sitting beside the window of my apartment now, staring at the sunset through the trees of the forest since it has always been my favorite spot ever since I lived here.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Feeling the lump tightening on my throat and trying to stop the tears threatening to fall.

"Don't you know it's gonna be all right. You know it's gonna be all right,"

My voice is shaking with the emotions running through me and even the song isn't helping. Which is why instead of being cooped up in this tiny room dwelling on the past and things that I could never change, I stand up quickly and grab my boots thinking that the fresh air will help me.

As soon as I went out of my apartment, I felt the cool air brushing against my skin. I can see that the sun is starting to set and so I continued walking and I can't seem to stop myself as I travel deeper into the trees. It's so peaceful here that I wonder if I'll ever want to go back. It's almost like a different world to me.

Maybe I could just disappear and leave all the pain and sadness at Freeza's.

A shiver runs up my spine and uneasy feeling overtakes me. I get the feeling that I'm not alone - that someone or something is watching me.

"Hello?"

I said while my eyes continually scanning for anything unusual. It's like the forest went silent. There is no movement, and no sound other than my footsteps. It's eerie. The sound of the birds, the rabbits, and even the squirrels are gone.

Something rustles to my left and so I turned quickly but there is nothing. My heart begins to race as I look around, realizing what else comes out at night in the forest. Maybe coming into the forest at night was a bad idea?

I turned to my back planning to go back home but then before I could even move my feet, I froze - my brown eyes locking with a giant wolf blocking my path.

Shit.

Why did it take so long for me to realize that there might be wolves here in the forest, especially at night?!

Can they sense fear? If they can sense fear, then I'm good as dead now. I don't know how to defend myself against a wolf so...should I act as if I'm dead now? Or should I just punch it in the snout? God! I don't know what to do!

The large grey wolf is feet away, his eyes are staring at me intently. And it feels like I'm nothing more than dinner in his eyes.

I can try to run, but I'm no match for a wolf, especially one of this size. I need a weapon. And so I tried to look for anything that I can use as defense without moving at all.

Until I saw a large stick near me. My heart is racing and I'm sure as hell that once I move from my position, it will be the end for me. But then...it's my only hope. So I move slowly towards the stick and grab it but then the wolf has moved closer.

A small shriek leaves my mouth and I take a step back, tripping over something - my own feet probably - so I landed ungracefully on my butt. I immediately throw the large stick at him but unfortunately....it misses him completely! I was never good at sports and now I've stupidly wasted my only chance.

I curl into a ball, putting my hands around my head hoping he would just vanish from my sight but I know that's impossible.

A sickening crunch fills the air and I can't hold back my tears this time. I continued to cry while waiting for the wolf to probably eat me.

But then...minutes have passed and nothing happened. And so I opened my eyes slowly as I peek carefully from behind my arm to see no injury to myself and no wolf!

There is a very little sunlight left but even with that, I am certain that instead of a wolf, there is a naked man staring down at me.

His chest is rising and falling with every breath he takes as if he had been running the whole time.

What is this? Am I dead now? The wolf killed me and is currently eating me and this man right here is an angel waiting to take me to the next life. But....why is he naked? I'm not sure, maybe clothes are for this world and not for the next?

That's weird.

"Should I be naked too?" I asked unconsciously.

The man's eye snap to mine, the remaining sunlight like a spotlight on his green eyes making them look almost identical to the wolves.

A small chuckle from his mouth and said, "I believe that won't be necessary."

It takes me a while to realize that If I'm dead, then my heart wouldn't be racing like this. I'm alive and I just asked a random man in the woods if I should be naked when I should have asked him why is he naked!

I stand up quickly, wiping the dirt and leaves from my clothes as the naked man pulls a pair of jeans out of seemingly nowhere!

Where did he get that?

"I'm sorry if I scared you," his hand reaches out for mine once his pants are on, and more out of politeness, I took it.

"I'm Caspian."

"Amara," I replied, still unsure of what's going on.

"W-what are you doing here? And umm..why are you naked?"

But instead of answering my question, he just chuckled as he runs his hand through his blonde hair. I noticed the way his muscles in his arms flex with the motion.

"I was looking for something," his eyes met mine and his expression changed. He became serious.

"And I found you, Amara."