I don't know why I started, why I instigated this fight. I didn't have to live this way, but, at the time it was what I wanted. was.
I had overstepped my abilities, underestimating the cold reality of life. And now I can't stop. I just need to go faster
*What the fuck! Where have you been? I haven't heard anything from you for a month now. We need to talk*
These thoughts circle endlessly through my head as I rush to escape the wolfish monstrosity loping after me.
Before I realized I was being hunted, it had tore chunks out from my side with its gaping mouth. It is still bleeding, but I can get away. I only need to be faster.
*Thank god you're here. But I.....I don't like how you're holding up. I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it*
In the back of my mind, I know I can't keep this pace, that eventually I will fall and die, but for some reason I keep expecting a miracle.
*Fucking Goddammit Sam! I trusted you! Why won't you call me back?.........(sigh) Come over as soon as possible. okay?*
I can hear the beast close behind me now, its heavy breathing deafening in my ears, it's pounding footsteps shaking the very ground. I can almost understand it's hunger. But I can't give up now.
*I know you're mad, but you can't just keep blowing me off. Let me make it up to you Saturday. I'll text you later*
I don't want people to blame me, I am trying. But even I can realize that this is not my best.
*Sam, I just can't do this anymore, stay safe for me.....goodbye*
I inevitably slow down, and I wait for the violent end, but the wolf passes me by. It doesn't even notice me and disappears ahead into the fog. I will never see it again.