New story! This just popped into my head and I thought, Why not? so...
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight, nor do I want to. Enjoy~
Sucks to be me
Prologue
Dying in a fire isn't pleasant. Well, dying never is. However, isn't succumbing to the darkness that obscured one's vision means the end? Isn't it supposed to be the stop to this burning pain? Then why…?
It burns… It BuRns It bUrNS iT BUrnS!
It felt like boiling sugar was going through my veins. It felt like having a paper cut on every inch of my body, inside and out, and white-hot needles stabbing every nerve in my body. Is this dying in a fire feels like? If so, then I wished I had drowned to death instead. I've always hated the heat…
It felt like eternity, before the pain began to subside. Slowly, from the edges of my body to the center— my heart. My poor heart, thumping loudly in my chest in frantic beats and then—
Silence.
Is it over? It's over, right? It must be, since there's no more pain, and my heart's still as stone.
…
What now? I'm getting pretty thirsty…
Comments? Suggestions? Any violent reactions?
R&R please~!
~cloud