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The Autobiography of A
Lie
Prologue
The
earth seemed to be ravishing in the blood that fell from him. Nothing
seemed to be straight as the world seemed to spit back at him in the
face. His balance was slipping and he couldn't bare the pain. The
pain of losing something. Maybe this world would have been better off
but the fact was, that the only thing killing him was himself. The
thoughts just didn't seem to flow through. He couldn't figure out
who's blood he was covered in. His own? Maybe its destiny but the way
the sky seemed to beat down at him harmlessly seemed almost
hypocritical. He couldn't tell if he was standing still or not. The
rain seemed to be eating him alive. The pull of his hair didn't seem
to even compare to the pain in other places. He came face to face
with him. He just didn't care anymore. Nothing was going to change
anything. Why didn't he just end it...
"Death must be so
Beautiful.. To Lie in the dark Silence spreading over the body. To
have no yesterday.. and no tomorrow. To forget time. To cherish Life
at its moments end.. To be at peace.."The voice crackled with a
disgusting laugh. "Don't you think so.."
The bones seemed to
never end in breaking when He hit something. Like all the bones in
his body were glass. This wasn't the type of thing he liked. The rain
still trying to drown him and the night seemed to last forever. He
knelt down next to the broken lump. Who just stared into
space.
"Death is a misconception."The body wheezed out his
eyes daring to look into the face. The man laughed which made the
blood in his veins dense.
"Oh contrary!"The spit out in
sarcasm.
"Hey! Get off him!"He heard a distant. Voice and the
man above him slowly rose.
The
air seemed to thicken and get colder. Everything seemed to be going
on and he was absent "Hey Roxas.. You awake?"He heard a
light voice call to him. A whispered touch came to his face. The pain
seemed to take over but he just laid there. His body felt like it was
breaking down into components. He opened his eyes to the foggy
surroundings. All he seen was blood that came into a thin film over
his eyes. –
"Please don't die on me.. Please. I got you into this
mess. You can't die because of me.."The voice seemed to be almost
into a sob. The urge to reach out and say it wasn't there fault was
overpowering but his body didn't comply. Just making him lay there
staring through the blood red tint on his eyes.
'It wasn't.. it
never would be.. Your fault.' His mind played through the thought.
The hand again reached out and touched the skin next to his eye.
Removing a tear. The pain was anguishing. How was he still alive?
Nothing in his body would move. His heart was the only thing that
seemed remotely moving. A small beat would come every so often.
Reminding self he was alive.
"Hey.. you know.. I'm sorry.. If I
knew any of this would have happened.. Hell. I wouldn't have ever
came up and talked to you.. I wouldn't have ever even looked at
you... You better be alive.."The voice seemed pleading.
What was
going on.. Why would this be going on.. He couldn't understand
it..
Nothing seemed to be comprehending in his head.
"Trust
me.. Once this is all over.. I'll never be able to hurt you again..
You'll never see me again. Maybe then you'll forget and then continue
on with life. With no more pain.. Thats how I want you to live...
Happy. And this is not happy. This is far beyond everything I would
have ever wanted for you.."He voice seemed to crack. Was he crying?
He longed to get up and hug him. Guiding him away from those
thoughts. He wouldn't want that to happen. He's happy he knew him.
Hopefully he'd never forget it either.. His name swelled in his
chest. He wanted to at least say his name. At least one last
time..
"Axel.."He wheezed out. His Voice was barely audible.
Black seemed to devour his vision.
Life goes on.