So many questions needed to be answered.
And I could hear them all clearly. They were calling me.
But I couldn’t answer.
My body didn’t listen to my commands. It was if I was dead.
Hearing her call to me, panicked and alarmed. My dearest love so cherished. That was difficult, not being able to answer her, to tell her that I was going to be fine. She didn’t need to worry.
But to know my family was all there. They cared enough to be there. It hurt that I couldn’t tell them I was fine. That I was going to be alright. Was I all right?
Everything was black. I didn’t know that it was black, until the comforting darkness was gone and replaced by blinding light. I couldn’t end up in heaven now. Not after what I’ve done. I just got more confused.
But as the light grew brighter and brighter still, my family’s voices were drowned out and I could see… hear something taking place.
Soon, I was only an unseen on-looker to the scene I had left only moments before. Victoria was watching me as my figure faded. Her eyes darted from Alice to James as he stared after the Cullens. They were undoubtedly turned the corner and were pulled into the time travel along with me.
His back was still turned against her as he spoke quietly, and menacingly. “Did you take care of the boy?” He asked. His voice threatened consequences.
Victoria spoke up quietly, fearfully, “yes.” I could hear the lie run from her lips, to save her own life.
James nodded, still not looking towards her. “Then my revenge has been satisfied.”
Victoria turned to Alice. James noticed and shrugged. “Leave her; she’s of no use now.”
They walked away, leaving Alice behind. When they had gone out of sight, Alice stirred. I watched in fascination as she woke-up and immediately went into a vision.
I knew all too well who was in that vision.
I smiled. Whispering, “I love you Alice.”
The next moment, when I opened my eyes. I had seven different shades of worries hitting me. And one strong passion that gazed into my soul and repeated those very words back to me.
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Added on February 17, 2009 AuthorKrissyCanadaAbouti`m kind of a shy person who like`s to write her feeling`s all down and hide them from people i`ve lost people in a matter of time and i`ve had people die of accidents , nature , and suicide i believe.. more..Writing
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