Love and Confusion Chapter 14

Chapter 14

I Don't Want To Lose You


625 grasped onto the edge of the chair that he sat. Chills went down his spine while he whimpered softly from the dream he was having. The moonlight from the sky shone over at his body, but even light cannot stop the darkness of his dream...

625 found himself walking down a dusty grey pathway. Every time he took a step towards the ground, it would bring up specks of dirt into the air like ash, and also darken his feet. Everything around him was dark. The trees around that pathway were thin and brittle, barely any leaves grew on them neither. No life seemed to be around him. No squirrels on the trees, nor insects resting on top of a leaf. It was eerily quiet, that he could hear himself breathing, and his heart beating wildly in his chest. He was expecting something or someone to pounce on him.

He was so jumpy that even one little sound would scare him, while he shivered. He looked around the thick brush in front of him, their dark green leaves seemed almost black through his eyes. The temperature began to drop suddenly.

He exhaled a breath of air that revealed a slight fog from his mouth. A chill went down his spine, as his fur ruffled up to try to keep himself warm. Wrapping his arms around himself he wandered off the trail, and on top of the grass. Every step he took, his footsteps were imprinted on the ground.

The grass was dried up, causing 625's feet to be dusted with more black dust. it was very uncomfortable walking on the grass. Even though they weren't strong enough to hold up 625's weight, they pinched the bottom if his feet, causing him to yell out in agony. It was like walking in a lawn of needles, before the grass turned into dust.

He turned around to get out from the grass and back to the pathway, looking down to the ground and seeing his previous footprints imprinted in the dust, he looked ahead and saw another pair of footprints.

They didn't look like his footprints. They were the same shape, but the size wasn't the same, and he was walking up the pathway and stopped into the grass. He didn't walk further ahead up the trail. That would indicate that 625 wasn't the only one around here.

He followed the trail of the footprints of the stranger towards a dead end of the darkened forest. Circular in shape, he looked around and saw that the stranger was right in front of him.

She was shaded grey in color, but it looked like the dust got into her fur. She looked down towards the ground as tears trickled down her cheeks. She looked behind her and gasped when she heard shifting behind her. 625 walked towards her.

'' Hey'', was his gentle words.

'' 625? What are you doing here?'', she asked, wiping some tears from her face.

'' I'm here cause....'' 625 paused.

He really didn't know the reason why he was here. Probably for the same reason that Moody was here for, but what?''

'' Cause... I'm lost... maybe...'', he finished,'' Why are you here, my friend?''

'' I dunno. I guess we're both lost...'', Moody said.

"Yeah, and why are you crying?''

'' I hurt myself. I didn't know that the grass was painful to walk on. I've been having a bad day...''

'' Aww...'', 625 said, sitting next to Moody and patting her back,'' What happened?''

'' Well I first woke up to take a shower, but when I opened the bathroom door ink ran from the ceiling and stuck to my fur, then Gantu tried to send me to Hamsterveil, then I had to run away in the cold rain...''

"Aww...''

'' But there's more... Then I walked down the dusty pathway and tripped over something and fell in the dusty grey trail and my fur is messed up, the ink won't come off, then I walked in the grass but it hurt my feet then i ended up here and then you found me!''

'' Yeah, sorry you had to go through all of that Moody.''

'' Yeah, you're the best thing I've seen all day!'', she began to sob.

625 frowned as a tear began to well up in his eye, while he brought his arm to her shoulder bringing her to his chest. She dug her face into his chest and continued crying. He didn't mind the ink and soot that rubbed off from her and onto him. Anytime 625 felt alone she'd be there by his side; and he wanted to do the same for her. He'd know that comfort made him feel better and that would make her feel better as well, and also to show that she wasn't alone.

'' 625, I have a question...''

'' What is it?''

'' Do you hate me?''

625 couldn't say anything, he wanted to express how he truly felt for her, the feelings and this annoying lovesickness made him want to say no. He had to say something to her... the suddenly his hands began to sweat and butterflies made his stomach churn. It was so hard to talk now as his nerves got the best of him.

Moody looked up at him and onto his eyes. Her gaze added on to his nervousness.

'' Why don't you answer?'', Moody asked, her tears filling her eyes again.

'' I.... I...'', 625 stuttered.

'' Uh...'', Moody said softly, shifting away from him.

"I... I... I..." 625 said, stuttering even more than before.

He could see that his 'reply' was making her shift away from him, her ears dropped down onto her shoulders, and her antennae dropped down sadly. Her eyes once bliss during his presence were now waterlogged with heavy tears.

'' I... lo-...'' 625 stopped, his nervousness had stopped him from saying his true feelings.

Moody shook her head solemnly and began to run away up the pathway, while tears trickled down her cheeks.

'' Moody! Moody!'', 625 shouted, but it was no use.

He watched her run up the pathway, not even to glance back at him.

'' I love you...'', 625 spoke softly.

He looked down at the ground; ashamed at himself for letting his nerves get the best of him. He began to choke up, as tears trickled down his cheeks. He has never felt so alone, and not even his best friend was there to comfort him.

In front of him he began to hear a tree creaking, as it began to bend towards the pathway. He watched as the tree began to bend over and snap in half landing just in front of him.

He curled himself up waiting for the impact, as it landed with a loud thud behind him. He turned his head and saw that there were sparks coming out from the tree, then in an instant the tree caught on fire.

625 backed away from the scorching flames and the embers that flew out from the fire landed on 625's arm, sending burning sensations throughout his arms. He covered his face from the noxious fumes that were causing him to cough and wheeze uncontrollably.

He tried to look ahead to see if Moody was safe, but he couldn't see her through the thick smoke that began to lift itself to the air. He had to get out of that area, but when he turned around he could see that he was surrounded in a ring of fire.

He couldn't escape, and the fire continued to burn closer towards him, until he was completely surrounded....

Moody woke up when she got kicked on the back, that nearly made her fall off the chair. She hastily lifted her head to see 625 flailing his arms in the air and kicking his legs, his eyes were tightly shut.

''Wake up! Wake up please!'', Moody shouted, shaking 625 to urge him to wake up.

'' Ahhh!'', 625 screamed, before opening his eyes and panting heavily.

''Did you have a bad dream?''

625 continued breathing heavily while looking at his surroundings, looking at him was his friend, Moody. She placed her arm around his shoulder, leaning her head to his chest.

That pose was very similar to his dream. He shoved her off from him and turned away.

'' Hey!'', Moody blurted.

She looked at him, but all she could see was his back. 625 was curled up covering his face.

'' This must've been a bad one... do you wanna talk about it?'', she asked.

'' No! No! No! No! No! No!''

'' Hey what's wrong?''

'' NOTHING!'', 625 snapped.

Moody's ears dropped down. In all the times those tow has been through she has never heard 625 shout at her before. 625 didn't mean to shout at her. His eyebrows lifted up in confusion to why he suddenly snapped.

'' Okay...'', Moody said, hopping off of the chair and to the other one across from 625s seat.

"I....'', 625 stopped, he thought that just one saying was enough.

Moody ignored him, as she closed to eyes. She felt like she was being to nosy. Her back was faced at him, while he leaned his head towards his chest closing his eyes from guilt.

To Be Continued...