A/N: I came up with this before episode 21. But now I altered it a bit according to the episode. I'll post the original as well
I do not own Once Upon a Time
As the piece slides down my throat, I feel it getting stuck. I try to cough it up but it doesn't move an inch.
It is now that I realize I never should have taken that apple. I should have known better. But as long as it saves Charming, I would do it again in a heartbeat. Then I realize she will never let him go alive. I can feel his pain as well as my own.
As I try to cough again, as I draw my last breath, I see several faces filled with sadness in my mind. They will find me here unable to move, unable to breath, unable to die.
After they found me, I hear them cry for at least hours, days maybe.
I try to move, to give them a sign that I'm still alive. But all they are doing is not noticing and preparing my funeral.
I feel someone combing my hair. I feel my friend undressing and redressing me.
Now I can only hope they found him, that he doesn't think I gave up on us, that he cares.
I mentally slap myself. I know they will find him, I know he still cares.
And then it's there. The moment I didn't want the live through, the moment they didn't want to live through.
Then it also draws on me. I will not die, maybe of old age, but I will not die when they put me in my coffin. As I lay here, I do not breath. It is taken from me. I will have to live through not only my funeral, but also my own burial, my own death.
Maybe she was merciful, maybe she will let me die the moment I go under.
Maybe…
I feel myself getting carried out of the house. I smell the forest, I hear silent tears.
And then the smell and the sounds are dulled. They closed my coffin.
Now all I can do is pray, pray for a solution.