Love Ever Dying

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is the challenge by Emma and I wrote a short story and if you really wanna find out what it's about I reccomend you read it, although I warn you, bad ending.

Submitted: May 21, 2009

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LOVE EVER DYING

 

It was so pure and it was so perfect and just as quickly as it had come it had left. Life’s cruelest joke upon me, as I held her dead beauty in my arms, the tears that streamed down my face burning like an intense inferno.

My bones ached simply by kneeling on my knees, hand brushing through her still soft hair as her lifeless eyes gazed up into mine. Her flawless face frozen in its last moment of anguish, beautiful anguish that was now her legacy.

It was the same anguish that now polluted me from the inside out, the sun that was once a bright salvation to me was now as bleak as coal. Gazing down with its mocking, ireless eye and laughing silently at what life had made me.

***

One day earlier…

I studied hard for what was to become the most important day of my life, the day I’d been raised and prepared for since I was born. Even before so, how my mother had played the tapes upon her belly and how my unformed mind had been filled with the knowledge that was to make me what she had destined me to be.

Harvard was a big deal and I was going for my interview, feeling the warmth of Angelica’s hand against mine I looked away from my law book for a moment. Staring into her eternal, emerald green eyes we kissed gently, “I have a surprise for you Angelica, close your eyes.”

Smiling amusedly at this we kissed once more as she closed her eyes at a teasingly low speed, asking in her serene voice, “ Well what is it Caius, what is this big surprise?” I was filled with monstrous butterflies, my body shook nervously at what I was about to do.

She was the love of my life; I had known it ever since we’d met in the first grade although back then it had been merely trivial. Since the first grade however we had been together, inseparable and as we learnt the true meaning of love we fell deeper into it.

I couldn’t live without Angelica at my side, she was the reason I wanted to get into law school. To make the world a safer place for my love, that she should be able to walk the streets without fearing the man behind her. She deserved perfection and I was far from it but we were meant to be now, and all I could do was thrive to be the best that I could be.

No one understood us, in high school we had been scoffed at for being so ‘together’ for so long, never feeling a temptation to look at another girl. I pulled the velvet box from my pocket, ordinary kids saved up money for candy and video games and lived trivially facing one challenge after another.

Since grade three I’d learnt of the concept of marriage, and I knew I wanted to marry Angelica and I’d saved up for the best engagement ring I could get my hands on. Now we were in grade twelve and all my life stood in front of me and the last bond that would tie us together waited in the small velvet box in my hand.

I kissed her supple lips gently, she smiled ever so beautifully as I finally gave her permission to open her eyes. She froze as her eyes stopped upon the velvet box, opening it herself her mouth went wide open in marvel at the sight of the diamond ring that awaited inside.

Tears streamed down her eyes, tears of joy? She was shaking, looking deep into my eyes as I seen a look that I did not like. Something ailed her, holding my hands with her petite little hands, feeling the warmth of it she controlled her tears, “We’re moving, my dad…”

She cried harder, hugging her comfortably I kissed her neck, “Take your time Angelica, no one is rushing you.” Taking a moment to cry on my shoulder she finally breathed in heavily, “We have to go, my dad fears that we are in danger. He’s just locked up some pretty bad people, they might want revenge.”

Controlling her self now I kissed her forehead, “I can move as well, I don’t need law school. I’ll come with you and…” Shaking her head she yelled out, “No!” Startled by her anger I was unsure what to say, if in fact I should say anything at all, “ Sorry, I mean that we are going under protective custody, we will never be allowed to contact anyone from our old life.”

I was supposed to pretend she didn’t exist, to pretend that all these years of love had never happened? How could I simply toss away all this love, “ It’s how it has to be, I’m sooo sorry Caius, I was going to tell you today and…”

Knocking gently on the door I recognized her mother, looking at us, “ We have to go home and pack honey, I’m sorry for this pain my young Caius but it is how it has to be.” Hand in mine she slowly backed away, never taking her eyes away from mine as our fingers slipped away from each other.

***

One hour earlier…

I rushed through the woods, never minding the thick foliage for I was close to her house. They were leaving and I knew I had to say good bye the proper way, yet when the sound of gunfire had gone off I knew something was terribly wrong.

The house gates were in sight and I seen two large men armed with some sort of automatic rifles. I had to get to her before it was too late, praying to God that for once He might do something good and keep Angelica safe.

He’d taken my mother in a mugging and my brother and sister in a school shooting, I refused to let him take yet another person from my life. I had sneaked past the gate many a times without being noticed but this time as I followed the beaten path I had left I had a new mission. Crouching near the gate I looked at the guards from my hiding place, grabbing a large rock I lobbed it at the nearest guard’s head.

Sprawling unconscious to the ground I rushed the other guard before he could react, finding new strength in my arms as I pushed the rifle against his throat. Stopping at the sound of bones breaking I grabbed both rifles and ran into the woods, hoping to reach the house in time.

As I broke through the kitchen door I aimed the rifle up at the sight of Angelica being held hostage by the man that would be my arch rival for life. His eyes yellow he smiled slyly, surprised no horns sprouted out of his bald head, “You must be Caius, come to see your love die?”

He was not one of them, adorned in ornamental armor he held not a gun but a sinister looking curved dagger at her throat, “ I killed the men inside, they were in my way and now I shall kill your true love and let you suffer as I have.”

Not having the faintest idea of what he was talking about I cocked the safety, I had practiced with such weapons before, “Let her go and I won’t kill you, I’ve never done anything to you so why would you do this to her?”

Laughing maniacally he cracked his neck, two rows of sharp teeth exposed he winked tauntingly, “Nothing yet, but you will and I will not let it happen. Now watch how feeble life really is.” Before I could even react he was gone completely, standing still by herself I watched with horror as blood began to seep out of the invisible red line that had almost severed her head from her body.

Running to the corpse I held on to the head before it rolled back, screaming in rage into the air I cried over her corpse. Pulling her outside I looked upon her face, yelling in pure rage I could hear the police sirens from afar. How could I ever even have believed that law could do anything.

I have crouched over this body all day, the police never found me for I dragged her out deep into the woods. I hadn’t known why at the time, the ring is still in my pocket, opening the velvet case I look upon the perfection of it.

She was my life and she was taken away as violently as everyone else in my life, taking the diamond ring out I knew that the symbol of bonding could still join us together. Placing the tip of the diamond against the top vain I laughed maniacally as I cut down into my vein.

Feeling the blood burst as I cut down my arm, following the path of my vein I could feel my life ebbing away from me with my blood. I would have revenge on that fiend for what he had done, and I would never have it in the world of the living, “I love you angelica!”


© Copyright 2020 Caius Merlyn Britannicus. All rights reserved.

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