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Loving Beasty

Life is pretty unpredictable and disaster can struck at any time. As for Analeigh, having a car crash and ending up in the woods was not the summer vacation she had been anticipating for. Neither was meeting a giant wolf that just won't keep away from her and finding out supernatural exist. But that's just life, pretty unpredictable. Her main focus now is staying alive in that thick forest.

smokeinalleys · Fantasy
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CHAPTER TWO

ANALEIGH'S POV

Hmmm....the world looks funny. In a weird kind of way, more weird than usual. The sky is dark green and the ground is purple. No wait... maybe i'm in...in another dimension?....or..

I'm cut off by a ringing in my ear. I whimper and try to cover my ears only to find my body paralyzed. Or at least i think i am. My hands can't move no matter how much i try and my legs aren't cooperating either.

I started panicking, my breaths coming out labored. My vision started failing as the world grew dimmer. I realized i was having a panic and tried taking in deep breaths telling myself it's all going to be okay. Ironic right?

I couldn't remember where i am or how i even reached there. I tried raising my head a little to look around.

To my left was a trailer truck. No wait, that's not just any trucks. Its one of those transportation trucks labeled PETROLEUM....yeah those that travel to wherever.

It's leaking....

Shit! It's leaking...

I read. A lot. An i've read stuff about situations like these. That trailer over there is going to blow and i'm going to die.

Silent tears start streaming down my face and i let out little whimpers.

Many thoughts flood my brain. What is happening? What happened? How did i get here?

Million dark thoughts started swarming my brain. Something in me whispered that it was okay and i should just let it happen anyway. I am going to die.....and i am going to watch myself die.

I must be dreaming....

I think and let out a laugh at the possibility. Well this must be one hell of a nightmare huh. From the corner of my eye, i spot something.

Is that.....?

Blood. A long trail of blood flowing downwards. It mixes with the dark oil, creating an ugly mess. Confusion strikes me and i follow the trail, painfully turning my head. An ugly coarse scream breaks from my throat at the sight i see.

Suddenly all the memories rush through my head. The trip, the argument. dad....drunk...the....the accident. A bitter cry parts from my lips, my voice coarse as tears stung my eye.

Dexter...Dexter's head is staring right at me and an arm a few steps from him. I cry again as i look around and find our car way far. Its crushed beyond comparison and is painted in red. I panic and look at my self, letting out another scream at the state i am in.

How am i even alive?

There's a large glass sticking onto my thigh....and blood...so so much blood and glass shards almost on every inch of my body. My arm is almost dislocated and my leg is missing.

Suddenly just like an unlocked door, the pain comes swarming at me at full speed. The numbness washes away and i start feeling every single spot on my body. The pain was too much that the world started going hazy again.

My last thought before i collapsed was how i am absolutely fried if the engine burns out.

Sometime later i open my eyes.

Its dark out but the night sky is beautiful.

I smile to myself as i raise my arm to wipe the blood of my cheek. Wait...Blood!

I scream out in horror and sit up sharp. A sharp searing pain is applied on my thigh and thats when i remember the large glass. It seems to have sunk deeper into the flesh.

I take minutes to take in large breaths and act on what i have seen from most movies. I gain courage and grip the glass, ignoring the pain on my arm.

" On three...pull Anna. " I say to myself.

One....Two....Three!

" Gaaaahhhh!!!" I scream out into the night as i pull inches and inches of the glass until its out. Well, that seems like a bad idea because now i am bleeding like crazy. I tear my flannel shirt and wrap it around my thing then lie there crying wondering why the cops haven't arrived yet.

I carefully sit up again and that's when i finally realize that there is something under me.

My leg!!!

I laugh cry, relieved that i still have both my legs.

I should call 911...i think to myself.

A few minutes later and with great difficulty, I stand up. I stifle a cry and start limp walking towards the car. I whimper each step and when i pass Dexter's head, i almost collapse. But i don't. Yet i push on, ignoring his wide horrified eyes.

When i finally reach the car, the sight has me reeling and i fall down and almost immediately start emptying my guts out.

My parents, crushed beyond recognition. There was blood...everywhere and pieces...i don't know. Flesh all over....

I stay on the ground crying. Mom, Dad, Suzy, Dexter...everything....everyone...why? Why me?!

I need to find somewhere to call for help. I cant be that far from civilisation....right?

I start grabbing at things i may need on my way there. I grab my back pack and dump all my clothes out and only pack a few. I grab a comb, knife, matches, mosquito repellent, spray and a couple of other things.

I grab a pair of scissors and tear through my tank top making a hand sling for my almost detached hand.

I thank the heavens for a paranoid mother and Suzy who's a dumbass that gets hurt almost every time. I crawl to mu mom's suitcase where i see a first aid box. i grab it and forcefully stack it in my bag.

With that i forced myself up. Due to exhaustion i dragged the bag along with me.

Now to find civilisation....I pondered over whether i should take the road of the woods before finally agreeing on woods since there might be a cabin there and someone may live there. Ps I could hide well in there from predators.

I hurried into the woods , moving a bit more faster with the support from the trees. The further i moved, the more tired i got. Exhaustion weighed on me till i had to lean on trees for support.

When i had moved almost a mile away, i slumped down a large trees and let out cries into the night. The exhaustion, my family, my arm.....my thigh.... I cried them all out. I only stopped crying when somewhere in the darkness an owl hooted.

Just then, like common sense was knocked into my brain. I got conscious of my surroundings.

I'm in the woods.....In the FREAKING WOODS!!

From the conner of my eye, I saw two very bright golden eyes staring at me. My breath got caught in my throat as the creature took a step foward and the moonlight shone on it.

A paw.....IT'S A FREAKING ANIMAL!!

It took more steps forward and soon i was staring at a large black BEAST. It took one more step towards me and that is when the shock wore off and i let out one last horrified scream. All the stressful activities of the day finally caught up to me and i felt myself losing consciousness.

As my eyes rolled to the back of my head, the last thought i had was how if it were to eat me then, at least i am unconscious.

Great.... Just great. I save myself only to be eaten by a giant beast.

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