A Morning Girl
Author's Note: Inspired by my friends Chloe and Snarky. Chloe for creating that hilarious video "If I Was Bella Swan" and Snarky for writing "Twi-Right." This fanfiction is for the two of you.
Preface
I consider myself to be fortunate to have found love in this lifetime. And yet it was moments like these where I wished that the love of my life hadn't been crippled and therefore incapable of helping me in this situation. I knew I was going to die tonight, and I knew there was absolutely nothing that could stop that. If my loved one was strong again, if his legs were restored and his strength had returned, then maybe he could save me.
But that wasn't going to happen. He was not going to rescue me. He wasn't going to attack my soon-to-be murderer and save the day. I knew I was on my own with this one.
"...So this is how I'm going out...?" I muttered to myself, not caring that my attacker was drawing closer. "...Some metrosexual, sparkling little fairy is going to murder me in a ballet studio?"
It was humiliating. There was no other words to describe it. To make the situation worse, the moment my words left my mouth, my attacker moved at an alarming speed and smashed my head against the floor. I felt his cold grip against my throat, I felt my trachea closing in under his strength, and before long I found myself staring into his glowing, murderous eyes.
I sighed. "You know..." I choked from under his grip. "...If I was going to be killed by a man who sparkles... couldn't I at least have been murdered by a transvestite with an ax, like in Rocky Horror? At least then I would have some kind of dignity left..."
He hissed, and I felt the pressure on my throat increase.
It would be over soon...