8 Running

As Ebony ran off, I listened to Erevan groan with every movement she made. He was in so much pain and it felt like I could feel it too. He groaned and I pulled on Ebony a bit to get her to stop running. It took her a while but she soon went to a simple trot. Erevan grunted and coughed a bit.

"I'm surprised she listens to you."

"Don't push yourself. I'll find us somewhere to stay."

"Don't bother. There isn't another town for hours and even if we did get there in time they wouldn't accept us. No one in the south likes elves."

I looked at him confused. There was so much I didn't know about this world. But before I could ask him anything he started cough and blood came out. I started to panic. I looked around hoping to find somewhere to stop and make camp. he needs to rest and if it means doing it on the ground then so be it.

After looking around a bit I stopped Ebony seeing a small cabin off to the left of the path near a river. I was so happy to see it and started to lead her toward it. Erevan grabbed me weakly.

"Don't. What if someone lives there?"

"We'll just have to take that chance."

As we started heading to the cabin I noticed it was overrun with vines and no one was around. It was dead silent and it looked as if its been abandoned for years. I stopped Ebony and got off helping Erevan do the same. I practically carried him into the cabin and once inside I could tell there was nothing for us to worry about. It was empty with only a bed frame and a couple buckets inside of it.

I slowly let Erevan down onto the bed frame and watched as he winced at the pain. He let out a shaky breath and I quickly grabbed one of the buckets and went outside to get some water from the river. The least I could do was clean him. He was covered in blood and dirt and there was no way to see his wounds through that.

I struggled my way into the cabin and dropped the bucket next to him. I looked around hoping to see some kind of cloth and was left with nothing. I leaned down and ripped off a part of my dress exposing my legs.

I started cleaning his face off and noticed that his shirt was stuck to him and drenched in blood. I stopped and looked at him biting my lip.

"What is it?" He said in between sharp breaths.

"I need you to take off your shirt."

Without another word he sat up and took off his shirt. He started to lay back down but I stopped him. I noticed a large wound on his back and lightly touched near it. He winced and jolted at the feeling.

"S-sorry. I know it hurts to sit up like this but it must hurt to lay down as well. Let me clean this."

He didn't say anything and I proceeded with caution. He winced here and there but I could tell I didn't really hurt him.

"You're strangely good at this goddess."

I was uncomfortable with the sudden name but I went on with cleaning his wounds.

"I've watched a lot of movies and shows with this kind of stuff."

"What are movies? And what shows let a woman see such gruesome things such as this?"

I shook my head and tried not to laugh. I felt his eyes burn into me as he looked hoping for me to answer him.

"You wouldn't get it. It's a thing from my world."

I went back to cleaning his wounds and we sat there in an awkward silence. I didn't know what to talk about anyway. Yes I had questions and curiosity but I couldn't bother him with that now. Not when he was in so much pain, which was my fault.

I lightly worked around his wounds doing my best not to hurt him. He still winced here and there probably from bruises surrounding the bite makes and scratches. How did he survive? Those wolves were massive, especially the leader. I know there weren't too many of them but against a mere person, it just wasn't possible. I had to control myself and not ask him what really happened back there. It probably traumatized him. Still I couldn't help but have a feeling grow inside me.

"What's with that look?"

I jumped at the sudden sound of his voice and looked at him into his eyes. I quickly cleared my throat and looked down to where I was cleaning his wounds. He grabbed my hand and stopped me leading me over to look at him.

"Why do you look so... scared?"

"I'm not."

I almost tripped over those two simple words. I didn't want to accept what I was really feeling. But it wasn't wrong to feel it either. I looked down at his hand that gripped my wrist and felt how tightly he squeezed it. it could be from the pain he's in, or something else. He etched a little closer to me and I jumped back getting him to release my hand. I stumbled to my feet and walked outside.

I was scared. I was scared of him. All this time he's been nice to me but for what? How did he get away from those wolves? Can I really trust him?

I remembered the fear of the villagers. Why did they hate him so much just from the sight of him? He was injured and on the ground and they just wanted him dead. I couldn't help but be uncomfortable with that thought. I spent about a week with them. And not once had I seen the reaction from anyone there.

I stood next to Ebony holding onto her as I caught my breath. I needed to calm down. He hasn't hurt me. He won't hurt me. He wants to take me to the king and be rid of me. I can handle that.

I still couldn't ignore the fact that my heart was racing. That I was shaking. I was in a completely new world with a different way of living then what I was used to. I couldn't just pick up a phone and call 911 and go home. I was stuck here.

I really hope this is all just a dream. But it been so long. And to think something like this is all happening in my head in just a few hours just can't be possible. And there is no way my head is this creative.

Please just be a dream.