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Ok. So here's chapter three. I guess I'm going to be posting them here after all . . . And I have noticed that they have gotten increasingly shorter everytime.

Chapter Three

Light shown through my eyelids. I opened my eyes to find myself laying on the ground near a lake. People always say that it took them a second to remember everything that had happened. For me, it didn't, I remembered as soon as I woke up. I should move, I thought, Mother will soon find out, if she hasn't already. She'll send servants to look for me and she'll try to hide it for as long as possible just in case I came back. But I won't. I'm not going back. A small nagging thought wiggled it's way into my mind, Then where will you go?

I got up, stomach complaining, wondering where I could get food. I tried to stand but fell. My feet, I glanced down at them to see them covered in dried blood. I bent closer to inspect them. There were cuts all over my foot. I had to get these bandaged, since my slippers were now tatters. My skirt was ripped a little, I widened that rip then I pulled a piece off, shortening my skirt. I dipped my foot into the water then wrapped it in my pathetic excuse for a bandage. I did the same thing for my other foot.

Standing up again, I found I could walk. My legs were too sore from my flight last night that I wouldn't be able to run today if I had to. Besides, my feet were barely in condition to walk. I walked forward, not sure where I was going, when I spotted a path. A thought told me that it was too well trodden, someone must use it often which means I should stay away from it. I was too tired to fight through the underbrush anywhere else so I started walking. It was a very nice path.

It had been a couple minutes when my body started to tell me that I hadn't gotten enough sleep. I started to fall asleep while I walked. I would've to if I hadn't heard someone coming my way. I ducked into the foliage by the side of the path. I walked backward, away from the path, bent over, when I stepped on a twig. I dropped and covered myself as best as I could. There was a girl on the path. Her almost black, brown hair looked amazing with her light skin. She looked my way, quickly looking over every stone, branch, and fern. There was suspicion in her eyes. She walked on and I waited a few minutes before I stood up. I felt pain, then everything went black.


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I was on something soft. My head was slightly elevated. My feet felt cool. I felt someone's presence. With my head throbbing, I opened my eyes. There was a girl there, she was about my age and had dark brown hair and light skin. She had high cheek bones, and a slight tilt of the head that gave her the most regal look. Her eyes were the most gorgeous brown. Her eyebrows were tilted slightly upward, giving her a happy and surprised look. "Forrest! She's awake." The girl shouted to someone I couldn't see. I heard footsteps. A boy, slightly older than the girl, stood besides her. His hair was the same color, he had the came cheek bones but a more angular face. He was taller and more muscular. His eyes were a dark green that seemed dead, there was no emotion behind them.

"You're going to need to bandage her head again, Rose. It's bleeding. How hard did you hit her?"

"That wasn't from me. Her head hit a rock when she went down. It wasn't bleeding yesterday. . ." The boy shook his head and left. "How are you?" Rose said, leaning sitting on the edge of the bed. I nodded weakly but then felt the pain in my head and moaned against my will. Just then Forrest came in with some bandages and a bowl of water. Rose started to clean my wound. But Forrest wasted no time.

"What were you doing in the forest? And why did you hide from Rose?"

I stared blankly at him. I squeezed my eyes shut. "I don't know."

I felt his breath on my face. I opened my eyes to see his face about a foot away from mine. "Answer me." He practically growled.

Rose put a hand on his shoulder, he stepped back. "My name is Rose," she told me in a soft voice, "and this is my brother Forrest. We must know why you came here, into the forest."

I thought and I desperately tried to remember, but I couldn't. "I don't know," I whispered, "I can't remember. I can't remember anything."

Rose and Forrest exchanged glances and Forrest said with a sigh, "How hard did you hit her?"


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Before I knew it, I was able to walk again. My head still throbbed, but my feet were healed. I soon found myself becoming friends with Rose, who had convinced her brother to let me stay, since I had no where else to go. The day after I woke up, she decided she needed a name to call me. Since I didn't know my own. "Enia," she said, "is perfect. It speaks of innocence, of your sapphire eyes, and beautiful golden brown hair. I think it's perfect. Don't you Forrest?" She asked to her brother who was stacking freshly cut wood on the pile.

"It's fine, whatever you like."

"Great. Than it's settled, if you don't mind." I shook my head no. "Wonderful Enia. I so love having another girl around." She smiled and I smiled back at her from my position on the couch.

Once, she asked me about my necklace.

We were washing dishes when she asked. I was ferociously washing dishes, with suds up to my elbows when she must have seen it dangle. "Oh, what a pretty necklace." She reached up and picked it up to get a better look at it.

"I have a necklace?" I asked amazed. I took it from her and slide it off over my head. The chain was light which must have been why I never noticed it. There was a ring on it. With diamond flowers on it. "It looks expensive." I said. I handed it to Rose.

"It does. I wonder where you got it." She handed it back and I slipped it over my head.

"I do too."

Forrest was always distant. Rose said it was because he was mad that someone had gotten close to finding them. "Only Steffen knows where we live. He's the only one welcome too." I swallowed nervously, "You're different though, he doesn't seem to mind as much. Maybe it's because you didn't actually find us, I found you."

I loved their house, it had three bedrooms (I had no clue as to why they had a third one seeing as they didn't like visitors), a kitchen/laundry room, and a sitting room which had a giant fireplace which they also used for all purposes. Out back there was a garden. There were roses, carrots, beans, strawberries, bleeding hearts, raddishes, and every other flower and vegetable you could name. When you looked at their house from the outside, you could barely see it. Ivy grew up it's sides, the path was well covered by tall grass. The roof was covered with dead and rotting leaves, and the windows covered by woven grass strands.

Once, I was walking around their garden, which was more of gardens, trying to stop the thudding in my head when Forrest, out of nowhere, walked up besides me. "How's your head?" He asked.

"It still hurts from time to time." I replied, wondering why he was asking.

Suddenly he turned to me, we stopped walking. "If someone comes by here, hide. And if anyone comes to the door, let me or Rose open it. Stay out of sight." I looked at his eyes. They hid all emotions. He walked away. I stared after him. He seemed so lifeless. Why though?