Authoress Notes;; Hello everyone! How are you? Now, before you start pelting me with flames about my other, un-updated story, hear me out!
Okay, so I got a bit lazy. I don't really have the energy to restart Life's A Bitch, but let me tell you, I'm not giving up! I just have to get rejuvinated! Yeah, that's it!
Besides, it's Summer Vacation! And I have no homework this summer, but then there's a problem which lies in that saying. I'm a high school student, so once school starts in August, I won't be able to post as often. Sorry about that.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy Crimson Maiden. I might actually finish this one.
..Crimson Maiden..
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I'm running, and that's all I know.
I've been running for quite some time now, and it hurts. My lungs are burning, but my legs do not allow me to rest. My body only wants to go faster and faster, as if trying to hurry me along to my end.
My death.
My body wanted - no, needed - my end. The components that made up my life were ripped away from me, and my body was telling me to just go. It didn't want to feel this ubearable, internal pain any longer. It wanted to give in, give up. It was tired and wanted to fall into that eternal slumber that most humans feared.
My body wanted to die, but my heart didn't.
I tried so hard to stop. I wanted to stop! No, I didn't want to die so soon! I did not want to grow old and end my entire existence, even when I believed it would be better that way.
Stop! I cried in my mind, for I was too busy enhaling and exhaling to speak aloud. My hair whipped around me as a non-existent wind pushed against my near flailing body.
I heard something. It was so lovely. . .
Bella. . . Bella. . . Bella. . .
Who was calling me? Who was calling me in such a lovely, beautiful, gentle voice? I had not heard a voice like that in a long time.
In so long. Was I hearing things?
To some, three years was not a long time. To me, it was an entire lifetime times three. Every year that I got older, my mind would yell at me to just move on.
He's not coming back.
Deep, deep inside, I knew for a fact that that was true. I knew he would never return for me. Ever.
It will be as if I never existed.
But, I wanted him to exist. I wanted him to be in my memories! I didn't want him to be the only one to remember what he had together!
Don't worry. Your human - your memory is no more than a sieve.
But he would always remember. He would remember the six months we were together - even if he tried to distract himself. He would remember - while I was starting to forget.
Time heals all wounds for your kind.
But what if it doesn't? What if it pains me so much, that I would do the unthinkable? Heh, if that were the case. . .
I wouldn't be alive right now.
I'm still running, running no where. It's dark all around me, and my body has no destination. I want to stop! Please, I beg you to let me stop! All of this pain and frustration is killing me! Someone, anyone - make it stop! I suddenly started feeling very dizzy, as if there wasn't enough oxygen flowwing into my head. I tripped over my own two feet, who could have guessed?
And now, I was falling. It felt like forever now. Then, I opened my mouth to scream -
And I woke up.