I Felt You

by xiia

Winry asks a question, but the answer isn't what she hoped for. Rated T just to be safe. Oneshot.

Disclaimer/warning: I don't own FMA. This story is very OOC. It also has one-sided WinryxEd. This story has death in it. One-sided AlxWinry.

I felt you that night Winry.

I felt you grab my hand and drag me away.

I felt your soft breath on my face as you whispered in my ear, "Do you love me?"

Did you feel me when I sadly said your name?

I felt your warmth as you stepped close to me.

I felt your gentle arm wrap around me.

I felt your lips press against mine.

I felt your soft shoulders against my hand as I pushed you away.

Did you feel me when I said, "I'm sorry Winry. I don't love you."

I felt you slam your fist into my face as hard as you could.

I felt the hard kitchen floor under my back.

I felt your steps, heavy with rage.

I felt you stab me again, and again, and again.

I felt the blood pour out of my mouth.

I felt you drag me down the steps and out into the woods.

I felt you drop me into the hole you dug.

I heard you whisper "Goodbye Edward." As I felt you bury me.

Now I feel you again as you lay in bed with my brother.

Who doesn't know the hands he's feeling are the same hands that murdered his brother five years ago.

I feel you.

I'm watching you.

I'm waiting for you.

Can you feel me?

A/N: Wow I'm weird. . . Please don't be mad.