Falling Through The Sapphire Sky

Just a random story.

Standing on a tall building. My feet cooled by the cool stone, while warmed by the sun's brilliant rays. I didn't think it would matter what I wore. I chose no shoes. I want to feel the wind. I chose to wear a flowing green dress. Simple, comfortable, and earthy. Ironic, earthy and lively, when soon enough I'll be anywhere but Earth, anything but alive. A warm breeze blows my dress, creating a swirling shield of leaves of emerald caressing my tanned skin. I step out onto the ledge. The warm breeze blows my name up to me. I ignore it. I don't want to hear it anymore. But i'm not mad or annoyed. I smile. I'm so close to the end, I can picture it now.
My body taking over, gracefully diving into the sapphire-nothingness of the sky. Spinning, slow motion, plummeting smoothly to the ground. My hair, a mess around me, and my body struck instantly dead by the cold, but welcoming pavement.
A soothing sensation living my last moments. Not even a wisp of fear as I expected. All is calm and tranquil. Looking up, without seeing at all, as my eyes are hidden behind their lids. I smile up at Sun, at Heaven, at God. I wriggle my toes feeling incredibly childish as all I feel is the edge of the stone perch, somehow expecting more. 'Oh what sweet memories should I spare myself before I leap?', my thoughts dripping with sarcasm. Shall I remember your my life of pain and truth or a fantasy of security and lies? I choose the truth.
I see your hand snaking around my throat, gripping, stealing away my breath. Your fake remorse. I feel your hands shove me backwards into the wall, your foot colliding with my ribs. Your most insincere apologies.
I sigh, releasing the memories, the past, and slamming into the present. I brush away the tears the managed to escape and were already flowing down my cheeks in silence. A feeling rises, almost from the ledge itself, through my feet, curling up my legs, creeping through my torso, and veiling my face. Readiness. I leap out, ready for my grace, and shocked when my body flings like a doll, no control at all. Time flying even faster than i'm falling. Blur of motion. Then almost nothing.  No sounds or sight. No pain or taste of blood, although I feel it pool up in my mouth, threatening to spill over. My head lolls to the side and it all pours out creating a pool of sticky scarlet around my head. And then, nothing. Darkness shrouds every sense, and then even my mind becomes captive to the shadows. I am gone.

Author's Note

This is only one part. There will not be any more. One-shot.

Reviews

[Ashley Nelson]

That was beautiful Chelsea. Sad, but beautifully written. On an aside, I always decided I'd wear my favorite pants, favorite shoes, and favorite shirt...

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

Wow i like this...love the imagery.
Great Job