This was mainly written out of boredom one day. I loved to write and thought what the heck. Read and Review :)
The pain tore through my body showing no mercy.
It raged leaving a path of fire trailing behind it. From every finger, from every toe, from the top of my head, all to my core the fire swept. The knives were lunged into every pore. It pulled out and attacked again.
A piercing noise erupted, and my throat went dry.
Forming a coherent thought was as difficult as reliving the dead.
Impossible.
Any pain, any human, had ever experienced would cower at this pains power.
One minute could have been a day, a week, or a year.
Time was meaningless at this state.
Dieing was the only answer, but it would not bless me with its presence and make the pure anguish disappear.
Another deafening noise escaped my lips and convulsions shook my body.
Water burst from my eyes, like lava from a volcano.
Could this really be called pain, agony, or torture?
This feeling defied its definition.
It wasn't just suffering; it was being on the verge of death that would not come.
A battle raged inside me, and the evil was winning by a long stretch. Faint words were whispered in my ear, and I could only hear one,
"Sorry"
My mind wasn't even given time to comprehend it.
The torture was still the ruler and would not allow it.
The process went on, and I didn't feel weaker or stronger, the only feeling was of desperation.
Desperation to end everything, the torture along with life.
The pain was braver than usual and doubled its army, sending the flames to an even higher level.
It became overwhelming, and I screamed for god to let me be!
Let the devil stop torturing me and pull the plug.
It would be the only way out of this.
The idea suited me, and I screamed once more to stop my heart and body.
My body shook, my arms thrashed, while ear-splitting cries reached the deaf.
It built inside me, ready to burst.
The knives were thicker and plunged deeper as gasoline was added to the fire.
It was on the highest peak it had ever reached when it suddenly fell. My body shivered, the pain was fading.
Had death finally come?
Was I granted my wish?
The reins were pulled back, and my body lay there, completely drained.
My entire body was so weak; I wouldn't even attempt to open my eyes.
All feeling of my previous state vanished; leaving me in shock.
My strength had begun to build once more, and my mind formed its first coherent thought.
"Edward"
At that my eyes flew open, and found the only reason I had volunteered what felt like years of torture.
One word came to my mind as to why I could bear this 5 more times just so I could see him every day.
His darkened eyes met mine, full of agony and love.
He brushed my cheek, and moved his lips one inch from mine.
I whispered that one word out, and my lips curved into a smile at how true it was.
"Forever"
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(May become a series of oneshots)