As much as I wished for death--As much as I wished for this all to be just a nightmare--I knew that it was just me wanting to give up.
This was never the life I wanted.
I never wanted a my parents to die, I never wanted a step-mother who would treat me so cruelly and I never wanted to be running away from my own home because it was necessary.
Yet, all of these things happened to be my life.
My parents were dead, Claudia had never treated me with kindness and I was running from my home because if I didn't I knew I would die.
How could this happen?
How could my life be this twisted fairytale of good vs. evil?
Rain started to pour down on me as I ran, but the rain only made me run faster.
I was tired and angry--I didn't like how this was going!
Demetri was trying to cover up our mess that could get him killed.
He was a hunter and hunters were supposed to hunt and kill.
Claudia knew that, that's why she asked Demetri to find me...And find me he did.
Finally, I fell. I gave up.
The rain was pouring down and I was flooded by memories of my past and visions of what could be my future.
As everything slowly became black, I said the one thing that I knew was true.
"Claudia will pay...." Echoed from my lips as I slipped into unconsciousness.
* * * *
I could feel myself waking up, and for once in a long time, I was happy.
The nightmare I had was gone and now I could return to reality to focus on my royal duties.
Although, when I opened my eyes, I wasn't in the castle.
Walls of cream and floors of dark oak surrounded me.
This wasn't the castle at all!
As I sat up quickly, I felt myself get a bit dizzy.
A middle-aged woman who was a little round came to my bedside.
"No dear, don't move!" She said softly, yet concerned. "You poor thing. You were probably scared to death when you realized that you weren't inside the castle."
I frowned, confused. "How did you----"
"I have seen you before child. Although, you were younger." She says with a smile.
Her blue eyes were light and her hair was a dark amber color, but it was beautiful.
"You need food and water...And I'm sure you'd like to bathe." She says cheerily.
"I don't want to---" I tried, but again, I was interrupted.
"I'll have none of that Snow white." She says smiling. "Your mother would have a fit if she seen you right now."
I looked down to see that I was almost fully covered in mud and then things flooded back through my mind...It wasn't a nightmare it was all real...Too real.
Whilst touching my hair, I felt twigs and leaves tangled within it and as I looked closer at my dress, I noticed that there was a slight tear near the bottom.
"You go bathe--I fixed you some water." She says. "While you bathe, I'll clean and fix your dress."
"Thank you." I say softly. "But you don't have to do that."
"I can tell whe somethings wrong Snow...And I know that Claudia is up to something. Otherwise, you wouldn't be running." She says, making me look towards the ground.
"What is going on dear?" She asks concerned.
I look deep into her blue eyes, fear trying to sink in.
"She's trying to kill me...." The womans eyes widen at my words as she stands still, not saying a word.
* * * *
Something had to be done and I had to come up with a plane.
I couldn't just sit around any longer, knowing that Snow White was out there somewhere running for her life!
Pacing, I gazed at the forest floor.
What could I do?
I was trying to protect the girl...The girl I loved.
Every bone in my body wanted to know where she was at, but I knew that if I knew where she was then I would be dealt the death penalty when they found out I had been hiding her.
I was a hunter and hunters were supposed to hunt and kill, but I could never harm this girl.
It was like we shared this stange connection....One that was hard to break.
When her eyes met mine, it felt like a wave of something foreign to me was taking over.
The feeling was over-powering and I always tried to tame it down, but I never could.
Snow White was somewhere, somewhere that led to my next question...Where?
I had told her to run, but where did she go?
Was she hurt? Was she ok? Had she found shelter? What was going on?
Different questions flooded my mind and I tried my hardest to push them all away, but I couldn't help but be worried about her.
She was different to me....Very different.
If anything whatsoever happened to her, I wouldn't be able to live with myself for making her leave.