Page 73 of Saving Her


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The night was still. Not even the branches of the trees, or the leaves moved without provocation.

Everything seemed to be normal.

I had lived here a long time, so I was familiar with what my little patc

h of land was supposed to look like at every second of the day. For this time, there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary going on.

While I was relieved, I couldn’t help but think that something was going on, which presently alluded us, but between the dog and myself, I didn’t think that was likely.

So, after sweeping my eyes all around the area one more time, I eventually allowed Jake and myself to return inside.

Since the dog seemed satisfied too, I tried to let my guard down, but I still placed the gun well-within reach and locked the cabin door.

The lock was admittedly a piece of shit, but I figured if someone did try to break in, every second counted. Even if I could only use that time to aim and fire, at least I would be able to do something.

When I turned back around, I made sure the woman had remained undisturbed.

I noticed that she was still in the bed, but I also decided that I hadn’t seen her move, at all, in a while.

Oh fuck. I thought as I inched to her side, nor really wanting to check on her, fearing the worst, but preying that she was still alive.

While I walked closer to her, I tried to gauge her breathing, but couldn’t see her move, since she was on her stomach.

I crouched down to her level, but I didn’t dare touch her. I wasn’t sure why I didn’t want to touch her, considering if she was dead, she was in my house and therefore, I was as good as convicted anyway.

However, instead of trying to shake her awake, or employ an easier method of checking her vitality, I put my hand under her nose.

At first, I still couldn’t tell if the shallow breaths I thought I felt were a figment of my imagination, or proof of life, but eventually, I heard another familiar moan. At the same time, she rolled back over on her back and continued to breathe normally.

Jesus, Christ… I heaved a sigh of relief before I returned to my chair and tried to fall asleep again myself.

I was certain that Jake would alert me again if he heard anything out of the ordinary and I was a light sleeper, so I knew there wasn’t much that could happen that wouldn’t allow me to have a little time to react.

Plus, in this small, cramped cabin, sleep seemed to be the only way I could escape the thoughts and visions that continued to plague my mind.

The wild goose chase had helped momentarily but so long as I was trapped in the same cabin as her, I would continue to wonder what it would be like to be with her and thus, I would only become more depressed.

If for whatever reason, that or another threat did make itself known, I would have to be sharp, which mean that I had to keep as much space as I could between my new houseguest and myself.

My sanity and possibly our lives depended on it.

Chapter 5:

Carrie

When I woke up again, after falling asleep after realizing the dream was merely a wild hair of my own imagination, it was, again the first thing I thought about. I was still slightly embarrassed, even though I knew it was normal. It wasn’t the first time I had a dream like that, though it was never so intense.

It’s not like he knows about it… I thought, trying to assure myself, but was only faced with the realization that I could’ve talked in my sleep. A mortified shiver quaked down my back but ultimately, I realized there wasn’t much I could do.

It had happened, and I wouldn’t for a second believe he didn’t have something similar, or even more physical plague him at an inconvenient moment.

So, instead of dwelling in how self-conscious I was about the dream, I focused on what it could’ve meant.

Dream interpretation was more Kasandra’s thing, but right now she wasn’t here, and I was hoping there was an actual reason for the way I was feeling.

Maybe it means that I’m supposed to get to know this man? I thought, not thinking so much sexually, though I had to admit, I still wouldn’t mind it, but get to know him as a person.

After all, he had saved me, and I hadn’t even found out his name.

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