If The Situations Were Reversed
Chapter 1- The Pain of Living
By Misao's Angel
If only the situations were reversed...
I held her limp, lifeless body closer to my chest. Malicious memories invaded my mind, leaving no room for remorse. I was trapped, in a cage of regret, guilt and pain...
Her body was unrecognizable now... the thick blanket of blood transformed the once most beautiful light of purity... My heart's salvation... Into a mound of shredded organs, coated in blood. She had succumbed to the bloody rain... This wouldn't have happened if I didn't put her in danger. She should have never met me. If she just stayed away...
But she chose to be with me.
It was my fault... she didn't know what was coming.
She knows the feeling of pain.
I stole her happiness.
But I gave her another.
He gave her more...
So much more that she would betray his honor to save me?
I'm so lost...
I stare at her delicate, pale, face... like the snow she lay in. Her only feature unmarred by the blood that surrounded her. Even in death she was beautiful. Her raven hair was elegantly framing her face, one single strand hanging from her mouth. Her delicate perfume of white plum was clinging lightly to her body, mixing with the thick aroma of the blood that coated her.
So beautiful...
The sakura wrestled away from the gentle trees that formerly held them, and softly swayed in a zigzag formation until it reached the former body of Tomoe. They blanketed her face in a soft mask of light pink, covering her dead, rotting features.
But beauty doesn't last forever.
The pain of death... It had puzzled me at times. I was never afraid to except my fate. Whatever lies beyond, be it pain or suffering, I deserve it. Many don't fear what comes after death, but the pain that comes just before. But I had always imagined...
No matter how strong that pain is it is nothing compared to the pain of living.
I could take that pain. But the pain of surviving, knowing that the reason your loved one bled...
Was because she loved you in return.
I wish... It was ME who had died...
To be continued.
This only sets the rest of the story. Sorry if it sucks. PLEASE R&R!!!!! I don't mind constructive criticism... it only helps my writing improve.
Well, thank you for reading my story! I hope to see you next chapter!
Chapter 1- The Pain of Living
By Misao's Angel
If only the situations were reversed...
I held her limp, lifeless body closer to my chest. Malicious memories invaded my mind, leaving no room for remorse. I was trapped, in a cage of regret, guilt and pain...
Her body was unrecognizable now... the thick blanket of blood transformed the once most beautiful light of purity... My heart's salvation... Into a mound of shredded organs, coated in blood. She had succumbed to the bloody rain... This wouldn't have happened if I didn't put her in danger. She should have never met me. If she just stayed away...
But she chose to be with me.
It was my fault... she didn't know what was coming.
She knows the feeling of pain.
I stole her happiness.
But I gave her another.
He gave her more...
So much more that she would betray his honor to save me?
I'm so lost...
I stare at her delicate, pale, face... like the snow she lay in. Her only feature unmarred by the blood that surrounded her. Even in death she was beautiful. Her raven hair was elegantly framing her face, one single strand hanging from her mouth. Her delicate perfume of white plum was clinging lightly to her body, mixing with the thick aroma of the blood that coated her.
So beautiful...
The sakura wrestled away from the gentle trees that formerly held them, and softly swayed in a zigzag formation until it reached the former body of Tomoe. They blanketed her face in a soft mask of light pink, covering her dead, rotting features.
But beauty doesn't last forever.
The pain of death... It had puzzled me at times. I was never afraid to except my fate. Whatever lies beyond, be it pain or suffering, I deserve it. Many don't fear what comes after death, but the pain that comes just before. But I had always imagined...
No matter how strong that pain is it is nothing compared to the pain of living.
I could take that pain. But the pain of surviving, knowing that the reason your loved one bled...
Was because she loved you in return.
I wish... It was ME who had died...
To be continued.
This only sets the rest of the story. Sorry if it sucks. PLEASE R&R!!!!! I don't mind constructive criticism... it only helps my writing improve.
Well, thank you for reading my story! I hope to see you next chapter!
