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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Just near death etc

 

 

Cold. My body was cold. Freezing in fact. My insides were cold, everything was cold. A person who was lying in a puddle of freeing water would have gotten straight out, but I couldn’t, I didn’t have the strength. I tried lifting my head, but it seemed like all my muscles had been ripped up. All my insides felt like they had been ripped apart. I struggled to breathe, every breath was a thousand blows to my heart. The pain was unbearable. I tried moving my fingers, but they were frozen. My feet were hanging out of the puddle, I tried moving them but they felt like they had been crushed. I couldn’t feel myself, all I could feel was the endless pain. I doubt someone would find me, they had thrown me deep in the forest. I could try scream, but the vegetation was too thick. Just to see, I attempted to move my hips, hoping I could roll out of the water. I slowly tried rotating my hips, I let out a strained scream.

I’m probably enduring the first stage of death, I thought. It was useless. I was going to die, my corpse would most likely never be found. My killers would never be suspected, never caught. Oh well. All I could do was lay there. I stared at the sky, screaming my head off, a high pitched shriek, from the cold and pain.

 

The final stages of death arrived. I couldn’t keep my eyes open, my lids flickered open, and close. Every fiber in my body was on fire, a raging fire that couldn’t be put out, and the cold just added to the pain. The wind picked up, I shivered violently, my teeth chattering. My eyes rolled back in my head, my heart fluttered. There was no hope. I thought about my life, my mom, Harley, Penny, I would miss them, and I’m sure they would miss me too. I tugged an image of Seth, he would be my final thought. The day we met, his eyes, oh his amazing eyes. They were beautiful, just like his face, his body, all of him was beautiful, angelic, god like. I wanted so much for him to be mine, but that would never happen, especially because I’m about to die. I stayed still, waiting for the end, but the strangest thing happened.

 

 I felt arms wrap around my torso, pulling me out of the puddle, I thought I was dreaming until it got colder as I was pulled out. The wind on my skin was terrible, I would rather be back in the water then exposed to the wind. I opened my eyes as much as I could, there was blue. Blue eyes looking into mine, wait, blue eyes? I concentrated, someone was pulling me out of the water. I could see his face. Pale skin, perfect nose, lips, perfect everything. Around his face was glossy black hair, falling down around him. It was an angel. An angel came to save me, but the angel looked familiar, very familiar. The angel had no trouble lifting me, he pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly against his chest. My arms fell loose, I lifted my head, ignoring the agony, and looked up.

“Seth?” I moaned. The angel looked down, his eyes were red not the sapphire I had seen before. I was scared. I screamed painfully, my body cried out. My head lolled back.

It felt like I was flying, soaring through the air, I tried opening my eyes again, lifting my head again. I let out another strained scream, a curtain of black came down. I blacked out.


Submitted: July 10, 2011

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