You never realized how scary the forest could be without Aaron. The leaves covered the sun, making it night under the trees. There were sounds you never experienced. You just kept on the trail, and tried to only think of Aaron.
    Aaron had taught you to get rid of your fears. But the fear of Aaron gone forever can not be overcame.

      You have been traveling for what you think is about 2 hours, Aaron's footprints were also accompanied with two other sets of footprints. You walked more slowly, cautious. Then they stopped. Terrified, you search in the area for any clues. You heard a groan. You jump, afraid. You tip toe to the noise. As you get closer, there is a blonde trail. You hear more painful grunts, and run, following the blood. Behind a tree, Aaron was there, leaned up against it. He held his side, which along with his hand, was drenched in blood. His teeth were clenched together. He shuffled his feet, at you. You backed away from his feet. "Aaron let me help you..." You reached your hand to his gaping wound in his side. He smacked it  away with his other hand. He didn't want help. He reached for a stick, then moaned in pain. You handed him the stick, wary of its purpose. He points the stick to the ground, and scrambled the words,'Go'. You stared back at Aaron, whose dark eyes were moist with tears. What?! Why?! He kicked really hard one more time, then you stood up. "A-Aaron? I'm not going to leave you.." Aaron stared back with anger and sorrow. He picked up the stick again.'Please' Your tears drained into the soil, "Aaron?..." You walked away," Fine, I'll go get help, I promise..." And you ran off.