Almost Forever
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Chapter 4: Go
“Hey be gentle you are hurting me!” Steph cried in pain.
“I’m sorry I am trying but, you need to tilt you neck more, I am not getting a
good flow.”
“Okay.” She replied tilting her head more to the right.
“That’s better. Thank you.”
“Okay whatever just get, it over with.”
Shido finally finished.
“There done.” Shido said, licking his lips, to remove the blood that surrounded
his mouth. He moved out of the way of Steph. Steph grabbed a cloth and placed
it over the wounds that were bleeding profusely.
“God that hurts.”
“I am sorry about that. But thank you that was very good. I have missed your
sweet taste, terribly.” Shido stated, stoking her back.
“Well I am glad you liked it, because it is not going to happen again for a
while.” Steph replied, looking the Shido. Shido tilted his head down in
disappointment. Steph got up from the chair and walked over to the table and
picked some leaves off a plant to place over the wounds to help stop the
bleeding.
“Oh here let me help you with that.” Shido said standing up and running over
the Steph, placing his hand over the leaves, applying pressure.
“Thanks.”
“Of course.” He stroked her back. But Steph moved
away. She was not sure what this meant. ‘Does he like me?’ She thought. Shido
took it as rejection. ‘Does she not like me?’ He thought as well. Stepping back
he asked plainly,
“Well now what are we going to do for tonight?”
“I don’t know Shido. I really have things that need to be done back at my
room.” She answered, making her way out of the room. The door slammed shut.
Shido just watched the door close. Then he turned to the face his coffin that
was resting on at table on the far side of the room.
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“Well I could go to sleep. But it is night time I should be awake. Oh but it
looks so good.” He said glancing at it again. He smiled and walked over to it
and opened the cover. He rubbed the red velvet that covered the inner part of
the coffin. It felt so good. He licked his lips and climbed inside. Closing the
cover over himself and he fell asleep.
Back in Steph’s room, she was &nbsbsp;bsp; Shido was running throthe
the
sitting in her chair, thinking about Shido. She was not sure what his
intensions were. Did he like her the way tshe she hoped he would? Or was he
just being a friend. But that thought was quickly interrupted when she sensed
something, was not right. She sensed it coming from the knot of the tree. She
walked over to the knot of the tree that was by the door. She listened to the
wind, as it blew past the knot. But she could barely understand what it was
saying.
“Something is not right. But what is it, tree?” She asked rubbing the inner
core of the tree that was the wall to her room. She put her pointed ear to the
knot and listened more closely. The winds spoke making syllables that she could
understand.
“No, this can not be. I need more time.” She said stepping back, shaking her
head. She looked to the door grabbing the handle, she opened it. She ran
through the winding paths of the tree, making her way back to Shido’s room. She
knocked on the door. But no one answered. So she opened it. She walked up to
the closed coffin, and knocked on it. It swung open. She could hear Shido
saying her name in his sleep. So she blushed. Pulling herself together she
shoved him. He woke up.
“What do you want?” Shido asked upset, because he was awoken from his restful
and enjoyable sleep.
“Shido there is no time to ask questions. I need you to go and get Nicolle.”
“But…”
“NOW!” She screamed. Shido jumped out of the coffin
and ran out the door without saying a word. Steph sat down and sighed. ‘What is
going to happen to us?” She mused. Then she got up and went back to her room.
She thought about him some more. She was ashamed that she was thinking of him,
when she should have been thinking about Nicolle and the problems that were to
occur if she and Shido did not do something. Shaking her head to clear away
those thoughts, she got to work. There was much to be done. But the hard part
was to think of something to do. She decided to wait until Nicolle showed up.
That would possibly help to give her ideas, on what to do.
woods to the open path. He could hear the sound of foot steps coming from the
clearing, covered in snow. He looked to see it was Nicolle running down the
path. She was breathing heavily. He hid behind the bushes and put his foot out…