An electric spark is all that is needed to change a life. That one spark could cause an addiction that's unexplainable. That one spark could say something words never could. That spark, that feeling that makes your whole body come alive. The lightest touch that makes your entire body hum. That spark could save a life. Well in my case it saved two.
It was a warm night in June. The sun was just setting, painting a brilliant canvas of colors for the world to see. The breeze was slight, the heat still minimal; the water rocking gently against the cliffs, shimmering under the sunset like an array of diamonds. To any other bystander it would be virtually, a perfect night; for me however, it was the night I was going to die. At least that was my plan until that damned spark happened.
I had my reasons for ending my life, but honestly those aren't what's important. What's important is finding something to live for, and that's what my life was lacking at this particular time; something to live for, someone to live for. This brings me back to that damned all consuming spark that prevented me from ending my life that June night, that spark that gave me a reason to live. Because as soon as I met her I knew that if she did it, if she jumped then I would fallow… and not for the reasons I originally intended. Maybe I should start from the beginning, make you understand why I was going to kill myself that night. Then hopefully you'll understand why I couldn't continue as planned, after I met her. Why I decide to live for the spark. Why this story needed to be told.
A/N So this was just a intro. I know its short but I promise the next chapter will be longer, this is just to give ya a feel for the story. I hope you enjoy. Tell me what you think. Reviews are as good as a spark with Edward =)