Yellow Eyes

The cold chill of the night woke me from my slumber. I sat up slowly taking in my surroundings. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and licked my dry, chapped lips hoping to provide back some moisture. I pulled my phone out from under me and tried to turn it on. Dead. Of course, I was not exactly supposed to fall asleep out here. I heaved a sigh, I hate not knowing the time. I guessed I was out for only a few hours so it would be around 1 or 2 in the morning. I turn around and start shoving things back into my bag and stand up to put the blanket and bag back under the rock cave. Once everything was situated I switched on my flashlight and started to head back to the house. My boots crunched under the earth as I walked, hugging myself for warmth. It is a lot colder here than back home. Sure it snowed but it being rainy all the time paired with the cold weather made it cold and wet. In my opinion that was the worst type of cold. I shivered slightly as I continued walking, my mind drifting off into thought. As I walked I heard rustling behind me. I nervously looked around trying to find the source, quickening my pace slightly. The noise getting closer and closer the faster I walked until I was full on sprinting through the forest. My clothes tore on the branches leaving small cuts all over my arms and legs. I pumped my legs as fast as they could go, the sound of my boots pounding into the earth with each heavy step I took. The sound of another following close behind. My lungs were screaming at me as I kept gasping for air. The frigidness piercing my lungs with each breath. Somewhere along the way my flashlight flew out of my hands and not being able to see I tripped. I landed hard on my face as I slid on the wet ground, the chase finally over. I whipped my body around so I was on my butt. The adrenaline blocking out all of my pain until it came rushing in as my heart got caught in my throat. A pair of fierce yellow eyes came at me slowly sneaking up. A huge wolf emerged from the dark trees baring its fangs, saliva dripping from its mouth excited for its next meal. A low growl came from deep within the wolf, its frame now towering over mine. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat and choked back tears. Is this it? Is this how I die? I can't die. Not here. Not this way. The wolf circles around me, his eyes locked with mine. Tears are now rolling down my face as I am to paralyzed to move. The wolf lunges, going for the kill. I brace myself for a gruesome death when another larger wolf jumps the other one knocking it aside. They start circling me as if fighting over who gets to eat me. My brain turns from panic to flight as I realize my opening for escape slims with each step they take around me. In that moment I jump up and start bolting away. We were so close to the house. I hear snarling and fighting behind me as I sprint. I cleared the tree line and made a beeline for the back door. I screech to a halt as I come upon the back deck and quietly slip off my boots. I quickly step around the creaky spots and dash into the house closing the door behind me. My chest rose and fell quickly as I breathed. I quietly ran up the stairs and into my room. The reality of what just happened sank in quickly and I let out a loud sob. Tears freely flowing. I raise my shaky hand to my mouth, shushing myself. I can't ever let anyone know. I walk over to my mirror and nearly scream as I took in my appearance. Dirt and blood were caked all over my body, my clothes torn beyond repair. My hair was only missing the birds as it was full of leaves, twigs, and dirt. I stare at myself in disbelief and stumble over to my bathroom. I turn on the shower and strip off all my clothes. I don't even wait for the water to heat up before I just jump in. The cold water shocked my body as I let it wash off all the grim. I scrubbed and sobbed as I kept thinking about how I almost just died. Flashbacks of the wolf's teeth about to clamp down on my neck constantly flooded my brain. And those eyes, those yellow eyes with the intent to kill engraved in my brain. The longer I showered the hotter the water felt, burning each cut and scrape that I had. I stayed in the shower for what felt like hours until I felt clean enough to exit. I left the bathroom with only a towel and stepped back into my room. I rummaged for some clothes before I dropped the towel in front of my mirror inspecting the visible damage that was done. Small cuts and scrapes littered my body, but the worst of it was my face. A large bruise was forming on my chin from where I smacked on the ground. Luckily it wasn't anything that pants and long sleeves wouldn't cover. I'd just need some concealer for my face and no one would know. How could I tell anyone? Out in the forest after dark? My dad would kill me, and so would Kai. I plugged in my phone and looked at the clock on my bedside table 3:26am. I really needed to go to bed but all I could think about were the wolves. I decided to read a book I'd been wanting to read but have just not had the time to do. I went over to my bay window and settled myself in, crossing my legs and pulling a blanket up to my chest. I opened it and began mindlessly scanning the pages as I tried to retain any ammount of information it offered. I huffed as my mind sat focusing on only one thing. Those hungry, yellow eyes, staring at me everytime I blinked. I shook my head trying regain my focus. I turned back the pages all the way to chapter one and began reading once more. I was a little more into it this time as I tried to block out everything except the story. I flipped page after page finally engrossed in the book. I looked at the clock and somehow 2 hours had flown by. I stared out my window towards the trees. One night had ruined this view for me. I never wanted to go near that forest again. As I stared out I scanned the trees and very faintly, I saw it. A pair of yellow eyes stared at me from within.