I am quite sorry if you hate this. I was convinced to put this up.
It was mid August and the stubborn summer heat had slowly died tonight. It wasn't freezing but it was still cold enough for a jacket.
I pulled my hair behind my ear and walked through the ravine, it was my usual route. After convincing my friend Matt to walk through t with me, so I could be sure there were no monsters, I had learned to enjoy the sounds of the dark forest.
I can't really call it a forest, more like an abrupt patch of nature in the middle of Toronto.
I was also glad I wore jeans that night, it had rained earlier and the bottoms of jeans were a bit soaked. Better than my feet being wet and cold.
As I raced through my thoughts, thinking of the recent day that had just passed, I heard a slight rustle only mere yards to the side of me. It was off the path so I couldn't see what it was. I moved my head around a bit to try and sneak a peak, but alas failed miserably.
I'm not brilliant at finding things in the darkness. So I shrugged and kept my pace steady, it didn't freak me out, it was a forest, with animals. Not that surprised to hear noise, just curious.
I decided to stop at a bench that looked over the quiet creek for a smoke break. I took out my pack as I sat down on the moonlighted bench, lit up my smoke and leaned back enjoying the very few night stars I could see.
After moments of silence another noise from behind me, had me spring to my feet. It came from right behind me. I looked in the direction it came, I saw nothing but darkness.
I sighed to myself and shook my head, this was ridiculous. I was just being paranoid.
At that thought I felt two pair of hands ride up my sides, instead of running my body stiffened up and the hands pulled me into the owners' chest. My heart was pounding as I felt a set of icy cold lips graze along my ear lobe.
"What do you want from me?" I asked softly, my eyes started to tear up in fear. The hand slid across my stomach slowly and stopped on my hip.
"What can you give me?" the obvious male voice returned.
I stayed silent. I had no answer, you probably wanted me for sex. I was praying it was untrue. His lips slowly kissed down my neck, then he sighed and turned me to face him.
He was average height, the moonlight showed his dark brown eyes. He had shoulder length brown hair, and high cheekbones. He wasn't too shabby, then again, he was rather creepy.
"Can you give me a smile at least?" he asked his voice chuckling with amusement. His eyes roamed my body, making me shiver all over. I kind of liked it.
A little smirk played on my lips, I only did it to please him. He smiled back.
He took my hand, I felt beckoned to follow, so I did. We walked into the tall forest grass, in which he lead me to an open field, the moonlight made it look beautiful, peaceful and calm. A place I never dreamed of being so sweet at night.
He stood me in the center. His hands rubbing up and down my arms, he closed his eyes and inhaled the air around me. I just stared, unknowing, unwilling to speak or move. I felt transfixed to see all of what he was doing, I wanted to see what was to happen, unaware of any consequence that lay within.
"Can I hold you?" He asked me, looking into my eyes sincerely. I nodded.
His arms wrapped around my waist and he sat me down with him in his lap. He pulled me into a position that had my head on his shoulder. He pulled my face into his neck, he smelt good, like cinnamon. His head rested lightly on mine.
My eyelids started to drop when he asked me, "Are you scared?"
I thought about it, I wasn't, I knew I should be, but I wasn't. I was comfortable. I felt that I would not be harmed. So I shook my head. I didn't feel the need to talk, he was clearly understanding me.
He then lay me down on the soft, some how dry grass. He started to unzip my hoodie, as he did so he looked at my eyes and smirked this amazing grin. It was mesmerizing.
"Can I kiss you?" He asked me softly. I nodded. He slowly dropped his head down to mine and softly placed a kiss onto my lips. I kissed back, his lips were soft, cold but addicting. I suddenly wanted more of him. My arms wrapped around his neck almost instinctively. He moved his hands to my waist and he shifted his body over top of mine. His legs straddled just below where he was holding me.