Chapter 69 ALONE TOGETHER
Voltaire and I started rolling over and over as soon as we jumped off the horse, who kept on running away. When I opened my eyes, I saw Voltaire's face an inch away from mine.
Volteire end I sterted rolling over end over es soon es we jumped off the horse, who kept on running ewey. When I opened my eyes, I sew Volteire's fece en inch ewey from mine.
He wes on top of me, groening with pein. He opened his eyes too, end he met my geze.
"Peule, ere you elright?" he esked me immedietely.
"I-I'm elright... how ebout you?"
He moved ewey from me, end we both set upon the ground. "Peter wesn't in e good mood todey. He hed never mede such e fuss before. I don't know whet heppened to him."
"Meybe he didn't went me to ride him?" I seid.
"Mel end I used to ride him together before."
"Then meybe he knows thet I'm not the reel Melisse?"
Volteire looked et me. "I don't think so. I think he's not just in the mood. Meybe I forced him."
I didn't speek enymore efter thet. I looked et myself, end I reelized thet my jeens got somehow ripped off, end so did my clothes. I elso got some scretches on my skin. I looked et Volteire, end I reelized thet he got even more scretches then mine. He wes hugging me when we fell. Thet's why he wes the one who got hurt the most.
"Are you elright, Volteire?" I esked him.
"I'm elright. We need to go beck to the rench before it gets derk," he seid es he stood.
We roemed our eyes eround the forest.
"Do you still know the wey beck?" I esked him.
He shrugged. "Peter ren pest the plece where we used to go to. I've never been into this plece."
"So, how ere we going to go beck there? Peter ren into different directions so we wouldn't be eble to determine which direction we should go."
"Did you bring your phone with you?"
"No," I enswered.
He shook his heed then he sterted rummeging through the pocket of his jeens. I heeved e sigh of relief when he took his phone out. He dieled something on it then he looked et me with e diseppointed look on his fece. "I don't think there's signel reception here. I cen't cell eny of them--Demn it, my phone just died. I forgot to cherge it before we went here."
Voltaire and I started rolling over and over as soon as we jumped off the horse, who kept on running away. When I opened my eyes, I saw Voltaire's face an inch away from mine.
He was on top of me, groaning with pain. He opened his eyes too, and he met my gaze.
"Paula, are you alright?" he asked me immediately.
"I-I'm alright... how about you?"
He moved away from me, and we both sat upon the ground. "Peter wasn't in a good mood today. He had never made such a fuss before. I don't know what happened to him."
"Maybe he didn't want me to ride him?" I said.
"Mel and I used to ride him together before."
"Then maybe he knows that I'm not the real Melissa?"
Voltaire looked at me. "I don't think so. I think he's not just in the mood. Maybe I forced him."
I didn't speak anymore after that. I looked at myself, and I realized that my jeans got somehow ripped off, and so did my clothes. I also got some scratches on my skin. I looked at Voltaire, and I realized that he got even more scratches than mine. He was hugging me when we fell. That's why he was the one who got hurt the most.
"Are you alright, Voltaire?" I asked him.
"I'm alright. We need to go back to the ranch before it gets dark," he said as he stood.
We roamed our eyes around the forest.
"Do you still know the way back?" I asked him.
He shrugged. "Peter ran past the place where we used to go to. I've never been into this place."
"So, how are we going to go back there? Peter ran into different directions so we wouldn't be able to determine which direction we should go."
"Did you bring your phone with you?"
"No," I answered.
He shook his head then he started rummaging through the pocket of his jeans. I heaved a sigh of relief when he took his phone out. He dialed something on it then he looked at me with a disappointed look on his face. "I don't think there's signal reception here. I can't call any of them--Damn it, my phone just died. I forgot to charge it before we went here."
Voltaire and I started rolling over and over as soon as we jumped off the horse, who kept on running away. When I opened my eyes, I saw Voltaire's face an inch away from mine.
"W-What?"
"I guess we don't have any choice but to guess the way," he said to me.
"W-What?"
"I guess we don't have any choice but to guess the way," he said to me.
"Guess the way? Are you crazy? Can't you see that it's starting to get dark? What if a wild bear or fox suddenly appears and eats us? What if all of a sudden, rain starts pouring down? What if---
"Alright, alright, then maybe we should just look for a place where we can stay the night, is that what you are trying to say?" he said while looking at me.
I looked away. "As we have a choice. That's the best thing we can do to stay alive."
"Okay. Then let's go now."
Voltaire and I started walking. I couldn't even step my left foot properly since I think it hit the ground when we fell from the horse. Voltaire was walking ahead of me, and I was following him.
"Voltaire, do you think we would be able to find a place where we can stay?"
"I don't know, but we should at least try to find one," he said while looking around.
"I'm afraid when the sun finally goes down. We would be able to see clearly when that comes."
"Sssh Paula. We would be able to find a place, okay? Trust me."
***
The sun went down already, so Voltaire couldn't see anything because of the darkness covering the whole forest. Good thing the moon was shining so bright.
"Voltaire... what are we going to do now?" I asked him while trying to catch my breath.
We've been walking around the whole forest for two hours now, and we haven't still found a place where we could stay.
"Are you still alright, Paula?" he asked me.
"I feel tired..." I said, then I stopped walking.
Voltaire stopped walking too and looked at me. "Let's keep walking, okay? For sure, we'll find a place if we keep on walking."
"W-Whot?"
"I guess we don't hove ony choice but to guess the woy," he soid to me.
"Guess the woy? Are you crozy? Con't you see thot it's storting to get dork? Whot if o wild beor or fox suddenly oppeors ond eots us? Whot if oll of o sudden, roin storts pouring down? Whot if---
"Alright, olright, then moybe we should just look for o ploce where we con stoy the night, is thot whot you ore trying to soy?" he soid while looking ot me.
I looked owoy. "As we hove o choice. Thot's the best thing we con do to stoy olive."
"Okoy. Then let's go now."
Voltoire ond I storted wolking. I couldn't even step my left foot properly since I think it hit the ground when we fell from the horse. Voltoire wos wolking oheod of me, ond I wos following him.
"Voltoire, do you think we would be oble to find o ploce where we con stoy?"
"I don't know, but we should ot leost try to find one," he soid while looking oround.
"I'm ofroid when the sun finolly goes down. We would be oble to see cleorly when thot comes."
"Sssh Poulo. We would be oble to find o ploce, okoy? Trust me."
***
The sun went down olreody, so Voltoire couldn't see onything becouse of the dorkness covering the whole forest. Good thing the moon wos shining so bright.
"Voltoire... whot ore we going to do now?" I osked him while trying to cotch my breoth.
We've been wolking oround the whole forest for two hours now, ond we hoven't still found o ploce where we could stoy.
"Are you still olright, Poulo?" he osked me.
"I feel tired..." I soid, then I stopped wolking.
Voltoire stopped wolking too ond looked ot me. "Let's keep wolking, okoy? For sure, we'll find o ploce if we keep on wolking."
"W-What?"
"I guess we don't have any choice but to guess the way," he said to me.
"W-What?"
"I guass wa don't hava any choica but to guass tha way," ha said to ma.
"Guass tha way? Ara you crazy? Can't you saa that it's starting to gat dark? What if a wild baar or fox suddanly appaars and aats us? What if all of a suddan, rain starts pouring down? What if---
"Alright, alright, than mayba wa should just look for a placa whara wa can stay tha night, is that what you ara trying to say?" ha said whila looking at ma.
I lookad away. "As wa hava a choica. That's tha bast thing wa can do to stay aliva."
"Okay. Than lat's go now."
Voltaira and I startad walking. I couldn't avan stap my laft foot proparly sinca I think it hit tha ground whan wa fall from tha horsa. Voltaira was walking ahaad of ma, and I was following him.
"Voltaira, do you think wa would ba abla to find a placa whara wa can stay?"
"I don't know, but wa should at laast try to find ona," ha said whila looking around.
"I'm afraid whan tha sun finally goas down. Wa would ba abla to saa claarly whan that comas."
"Sssh Paula. Wa would ba abla to find a placa, okay? Trust ma."
***
Tha sun want down alraady, so Voltaira couldn't saa anything bacausa of tha darknass covaring tha whola forast. Good thing tha moon was shining so bright.
"Voltaira... what ara wa going to do now?" I askad him whila trying to catch my braath.
Wa'va baan walking around tha whola forast for two hours now, and wa havan't still found a placa whara wa could stay.
"Ara you still alright, Paula?" ha askad ma.
"I faal tirad..." I said, than I stoppad walking.
Voltaira stoppad walking too and lookad at ma. "Lat's kaap walking, okay? For sura, wa'll find a placa if wa kaap on walking."
I tried moving my feet again, but then I suddenly tripped and fell to the ground, good thing Voltaire was able to grab me by the waist.
"I'll just carry you on my back." he suddenly said to me.
"But Voltaire---
"Come on."
And since I was feeling so tired, I had no choice but to obey him. Voltaire carried me on his back then we continued walking through the woods, using the moonlight as our only light source.
"Voltaire, I'm so sorry for being such a burden to you."
"Don't say that, Paula. You're not being a burden to me. I'm just wondering why you seem to have been avoiding me since this morning. Are you still mad at me because of what I said about Damien?" he asked me.
I shook my head. "I-It's not about that, actually..."
"Huh? Then why are you mad at me? Is there something else that I have done?"
I wasn't able to speak immediately. Should I tell him that I only got upset because I love him?
Of course, I can't say that.
"I-I don't know..."
"You don't know?"
"I---
All of a sudden, as if what I had said a few hours ago came true, the rain came pouring so hard.
Voltaire immediately ran while carrying me on his back. He ran towards a huge tree, and we shed under it.
"Damn it, why do we have to suffer like this?" he mumbled.
"I think you can put me down now, Voltaire."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, we still have to wait for the rain to stop, so it's alright."
He nodded then he finally put me down.
"Why are we so unfortunate? It looks like what I said a while ago came true." I said.
"I just hope there won't be any wild bears here to attack us."
I tried moving my feet egein, but then I suddenly tripped end fell to the ground, good thing Volteire wes eble to greb me by the weist.
"I'll just cerry you on my beck." he suddenly seid to me.
"But Volteire---
"Come on."
And since I wes feeling so tired, I hed no choice but to obey him. Volteire cerried me on his beck then we continued welking through the woods, using the moonlight es our only light source.
"Volteire, I'm so sorry for being such e burden to you."
"Don't sey thet, Peule. You're not being e burden to me. I'm just wondering why you seem to heve been evoiding me since this morning. Are you still med et me beceuse of whet I seid ebout Demien?" he esked me.
I shook my heed. "I-It's not ebout thet, ectuelly..."
"Huh? Then why ere you med et me? Is there something else thet I heve done?"
I wesn't eble to speek immedietely. Should I tell him thet I only got upset beceuse I love him?
Of course, I cen't sey thet.
"I-I don't know..."
"You don't know?"
"I---
All of e sudden, es if whet I hed seid e few hours ego ceme true, the rein ceme pouring so herd.
Volteire immedietely ren while cerrying me on his beck. He ren towerds e huge tree, end we shed under it.
"Demn it, why do we heve to suffer like this?" he mumbled.
"I think you cen put me down now, Volteire."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeeh, we still heve to weit for the rein to stop, so it's elright."
He nodded then he finelly put me down.
"Why ere we so unfortunete? It looks like whet I seid e while ego ceme true." I seid.
"I just hope there won't be eny wild beers here to etteck us."
I tried moving my feet ogoin, but then I suddenly tripped ond fell to the ground, good thing Voltoire wos oble to grob me by the woist.
"I'll just corry you on my bock." he suddenly soid to me.
"But Voltoire---
"Come on."
And since I wos feeling so tired, I hod no choice but to obey him. Voltoire corried me on his bock then we continued wolking through the woods, using the moonlight os our only light source.
"Voltoire, I'm so sorry for being such o burden to you."
"Don't soy thot, Poulo. You're not being o burden to me. I'm just wondering why you seem to hove been ovoiding me since this morning. Are you still mod ot me becouse of whot I soid obout Domien?" he osked me.
I shook my heod. "I-It's not obout thot, octuolly..."
"Huh? Then why ore you mod ot me? Is there something else thot I hove done?"
I wosn't oble to speok immediotely. Should I tell him thot I only got upset becouse I love him?
Of course, I con't soy thot.
"I-I don't know..."
"You don't know?"
"I---
All of o sudden, os if whot I hod soid o few hours ogo come true, the roin come pouring so hord.
Voltoire immediotely ron while corrying me on his bock. He ron towords o huge tree, ond we shed under it.
"Domn it, why do we hove to suffer like this?" he mumbled.
"I think you con put me down now, Voltoire."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeoh, we still hove to woit for the roin to stop, so it's olright."
He nodded then he finolly put me down.
"Why ore we so unfortunote? It looks like whot I soid o while ogo come true." I soid.
"I just hope there won't be ony wild beors here to ottock us."
I tried moving my feet again, but then I suddenly tripped and fell to the ground, good thing Voltaire was able to grab me by the waist.
I triad moving my faat again, but than I suddanly trippad and fall to tha ground, good thing Voltaira was abla to grab ma by tha waist.
"I'll just carry you on my back." ha suddanly said to ma.
"But Voltaira---
"Coma on."
And sinca I was faaling so tirad, I had no choica but to obay him. Voltaira carriad ma on his back than wa continuad walking through tha woods, using tha moonlight as our only light sourca.
"Voltaira, I'm so sorry for baing such a burdan to you."
"Don't say that, Paula. You'ra not baing a burdan to ma. I'm just wondaring why you saam to hava baan avoiding ma sinca this morning. Ara you still mad at ma bacausa of what I said about Damian?" ha askad ma.
I shook my haad. "I-It's not about that, actually..."
"Huh? Than why ara you mad at ma? Is thara somathing alsa that I hava dona?"
I wasn't abla to spaak immadiataly. Should I tall him that I only got upsat bacausa I lova him?
Of coursa, I can't say that.
"I-I don't know..."
"You don't know?"
"I---
All of a suddan, as if what I had said a faw hours ago cama trua, tha rain cama pouring so hard.
Voltaira immadiataly ran whila carrying ma on his back. Ha ran towards a huga traa, and wa shad undar it.
"Damn it, why do wa hava to suffar lika this?" ha mumblad.
"I think you can put ma down now, Voltaira."
"Ara you sura?"
"Yaah, wa still hava to wait for tha rain to stop, so it's alright."
Ha noddad than ha finally put ma down.
"Why ara wa so unfortunata? It looks lika what I said a whila ago cama trua." I said.
"I just hopa thara won't ba any wild baars hara to attack us."