I Took An Arrow Through The Heart Novels & Stories

I was beside him the next second when I held his hand as he was about to collapse with the arrow still there. "Please hold on, and you'll be okay," I said trying hard to wrap my arms around the bloody area. Hours later, Leo was in the hospital. The pack doctor said his condition was critical because the arrow was shot too close to his heart, and that it'd be a miracle for the arrow to come out without touching the heart region. I was so scared.

None of them was blessed like me. "I will definitely kill you!!!" I mind-linked her as I fell on my butt at the realization of what I had done. She heard me! All movement ceased at first and then it resumed. After that I couldn't hear a thing. Moments later, my hearing returned. The woods became alive and I rushed to my feet. But then, I felt a great pain in my chest. Blood spilled from my mouth and I realized that I had been pierced with an arrow. I knew who it was so I didn't mind. Well it is good to die honorably. I don't think I would be able to live after all these.

I took a calming breath and let go. I watched as the arrow cut through the air, and a smile crept across my lips. I had done it. As soon as the heart was shattered, it was one step closer to getting home. My happiness was short lived as a glob of the goop dropped from the ceiling and devoured the arrow. My breath was caught in my chest at the sight. I wanted to sink to my knees and cry, but I couldn’t.

She almost screamed, her desperate gaze burning into me, her voice trembling, and her eyes filled with tears. I could feel her weight against me, her warmth attempting to keep me conscious. The world seemed to spin. My heartbeat was heavy. Weak. And then, just as I was about to answer her, to attempt to calm her down, it happened. I felt a sharp impact on my shoulder. Something pierced me. I looked to the side and saw— An arrow. A black arrow with a thick tip... and there was a vicious glint on it. Poison. My body reacted almost immediately.

"Goodbye." And reality snap me from the illusion that he was my father, I was never a daughter to him but it was too late for me to realize it. The strong impact of the arrow struck my left chest and fell to the ground. I totally lost my sense when I saw the arrow that was half-length in my body, blood started dripping down to my body, my sight went blurry and I lost my hearing. All I feel was a pain in my heart.

I gritted out as I rubbed a hand over my face and followed after her, annoyance burning within me at my chain of thoughts and the noticeable bulge in my pants. The tension between us cackled in the air as we walked in awkward silence and I grappled for words. "You haven't-" I began just as pain shot threw my chest and Scarlett let out a scream as she stared at me. I stared at her in confusion as she seemed focused on my chest and I could hear a loud ringing in my ears just as I looked down to stare at the arrow which was lodged in my chest seconds before it felt like the world was shifting from under me and everything went blank.

“You will not hurt me. Shoot and see.” Her urging did the trick and he released the arrow. It’s razor sharp blade penetrated into the area of her chest that contained the heart. He gasped with surprise over his own actions as he waited for the life to flee from her. Instead, she chuckled and pulled the arrow from her ribcage. His only consolation was that the arrow gave her a bit of a struggle to pull out. Green blood oozed from the wound he’d made with his weapon before it healed before his very eyes.

His steps halted and he turned around, spewing out blood. I took a few steps towards him and held his blood-covered chin. “When you get to hell, tell the devil to expect your boss too.” I dug the other arrow into his chest and tore out his beating heart. His body fell limp to the ground and I squashed his heart before trotting away to my initial position. My mind yearned for a minute of peaceful sleep and this is the only place I can get it. I cut off the connection between Arlene and me then shut my eyes.

And here I was, running back to it, like a lost child seeking comfort. With the last remnants of my strength, I stumbled onto the porch, barely keeping myself upright. My knees buckled, and I collapsed against the door, gasping for air. My hands trembled violently as I clutched at my chest, trying to steady my breathing, trying to stop the panic from consuming me entirely. But I couldn't. For the image of the arrow flashed across my mind once again. It had sliced through the air so fast, so directed. They were attempting to kill me.

A whistle sounded in the night. Then, fwip, I heard it. The air cut. Something flashed, fast, quiet, and dangerous. My breath caught. When I looked back, that's when I saw it. The arrow. Dark. Poisonous. Heading right for my heart.