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My body went numb as it hit the floor in that horrible room, I was unconscious. Quick. Look around, do not let the blackness get the best of you get the best of what? No, focus now. I try my hardest to find, hopefully not find, those eyes. I get chills from behind me as my body materializes. I push myself off the black around me and turn. Staring directly into those eyes, into the eyes of my monster. This beast that takes the form of a cat and those cold yellow eyes. It is as if they can see right through this false body of mine and into what I really am. Just the thought of what I am makes me tremble wondering what those eyes really see. What will this wild cat do to me today? How will I now fight for my life? My hands desperately grasp at whatever they can. Empty handed, I try to somehow prepare myself for this. Will I ever wake up from this nightmare like before? No, there is no one to save me. The beasts bares its claws and lunges. I was waiting for this and barely dodged with a slight scratch in my left arm. The pain was real, this is not my body. Why must there be pain whilst mine lays as stone cold as theirs? The monster was slow tonight, resentful for what it did those many years ago maybe? Is it even night? No time to worry about time right now, have to live, have to win. It ready itself to pounce again. I hear a bell chime, distracted, I glance to my left. I lost as I felt the beast's claws ripping through my right leg. The pain intensifies proving it to be real, my eyes tear up as I see the blood flowing. This was not how it was supposed to end, not at all. I cannot bleed out with this wound, I have to be like them, I do not want to die alone. My soul reenters my body with a force great enough to make me sick for days, if I ever saw them. My body was being shaken violently hearing someone calling my name. I open my eyes, everything is blurry, I know those eyes, the eyes I love, his eyes. My vision clears, yes those are his eyes, but his sister's face. My vision went foggy, I was crying, like a baby. It was not because of the pain in my leg, no. That was now made livable due to the pain I felt now. It was because here is the boy I am over my head in love with's older sister. I stare at her as I keep crying in this freezing cold sweat. Why can't he be the one that shook me awake from this all too real nightmare? I miss him.
The first words that came out of my mouth was not where am I, but "I love him." I could tell tears were welling up in her eyes also.
"I love him too. And I know you miss him as much as I do. He loved us both very dearly." She got a little choked up. My crying turned to sobbing and she held me closer.
"Why couldn't it have been me in that room? Why did it have to be him? I miss him, why can't we switch places?"
She stroked my hair as if I were her child trying to sooth me, "You know, he'd be going through the same exact thing you are, maybe even worse." I froze in myself, the sobbing stopped. What she said was true, I was able to remain so strong for so long. Although now it all came out, all the hell I tied up inside broke loose. I took a deep breath, I winced, there was a sharp pain in my chest. The spot where my heart was supposed to be, it hurt so badly. I tried to stop the pathetic overplayed crying, I looked around. I was no longer in the white room, but a familiar place I normally woke up in, his sister's house.
 Shy-Star · Thu Apr 22, 2010 @ 01:13am · 0 Comments |
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