So this was originally for my creative writing class in school, but since I based it on Natsu and Lucy, I figured I'd post it here too. Basically, we were supposed to take one very boring sentence and turn it into two descriptive paragraphs, and, as you see… I went a tad bit over that. But whatever. Anyways, the sentence was: Nothing I did went right. Hope you like this! It's in Natsu's P.O.V. btw.
My world had stopped, but my heartbeat was as fast as ever. I watched as your body slowly fell to the ground, and I crawled to you. My hand reached for yours but I flinched away at the last second – I couldn't hurt you anymore than I already have. My eyes were misting over and I couldn't seem to get a word out, even though my mouth was agape and millions of syllables were dancing on the tip of tongue… nothing could be said. You're usual vanilla and strawberry scent – the scent I came to recognize as home – was now burned with the strong, metallic scent of blood. Your deep chocolate orbs were bright and beautiful – completely contradicting your bloodied clothing, and you had a smile on your face.
How? How could you smile at me when I was the one who took your life in the end? No, no, no, you're not dead, not yet. No – not ever! I won't let you die! My shaking hand grasped your own rather roughly and I bowed my head. Hot tears were streaking paths down my frozen cheeks and I couldn't get a word out, even though my jaw was moving back and forth, forming invisible and silent words. You seemed to understand, because your elegant hand (even covered in scarlet you were breathtaking) reached out and touched my cheek ever-so-lightly.
The crash of swords and screams behind us didn't even disturb either of us – I was lost in a bubble of grief and self-loathing. My eyes flitted up and I searched your face – looking for the punch line. I wanted you to hate me, yell at me, or flip me off – anything! Anything but this beautiful, unwavering kindness that you showed to me all the time; especially when I don't deserve it. Your thumb wiped a tear off of my cheek and you flicked it away. Your golden hair had a deep red staining it, turning it into a fiery sunset. More tears tracked hot paths down to my chin and your hand fell limply to your abdomen.
Your eyes were glazing over.
"No," I murmured, squeezing your hand tightly and allowing my mouth to speak. "No, no, you'll be okay, Lucy, you'll be okay!" I ended in a shriek. I was yelling so loud, my throat was going raw, and now I couldn't stop the outpour of words exiting my mouth. Even when I felt your chest stop moving, and I knew it was over, I couldn't stop yelling and crying.
I couldn't stop blaming myself.
RAWR. REVIEWS. LET ME EAT THEM. NOM NOM NOM. And I know, I suck! I'll update Lover's Remorse very soon! Hopefully tomorrow the next chappy will be out, and at the latest it will be Friday. Again, I'm so sorry! You can all burn me alive or eat me or whatever you want to do – I'd still love you allllll! Plus with school starting everything has been like "WOAH" and I've been like "SO FAST" (that's what she said?) and yea and asd;fja;sdkljfakl;sj!