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Prologue
I could smell the sickening stench of burnt skin mixed with the slight metal smell of gun powder in the air. It was nauseating and under normal circumstances those smells would have been enough to make me violently ill, but not now. I was too focused on trying to gasp for air as I felt myself slowly drowning in what could only be my own blood.
I could taste the metallic tang in my mouth as I gurgled, trying my hardest to find the words needed to calm my husband, but it was no use since nothing would come out. I could hear myself burbling and it was a sickening sound of the blood in my throat blocking my attempt to speak one last time.
My mind started to wander, distracting me from the intense pain that I was in at that moment. This wandering took me back in time over my short lived existence and as I viewed my life in slow motion, I knew one thing for sure. I was dying. There would be no escaping death this time for me. I tried to find comfort in the fact that my life, and the pain associated with it, would come to an end, but there was little comfort to be found there.
It was then as my mind wandered back over memories of my parents, I heard his voice. It was loud and demanding. I tried to find him with my eyes so I could see him one last time before I left this life. I needed to see Edward one last time. I tried to find him, but my eyes would not focus and then, as if god was granting me one last request before he called me home, my vision cleared and I could see him in all his glory.
Edward Cullen.
He looked as beautiful as ever with his dark brown hair standing up on end as if he had been constantly running his hands through it in frustration. Edward's face was ghost white, and his green eyes blazing with in an unnatural way. It was all too telling as it showcased how close he was to being swallowed up in the abyss of insanity that always surrounded him. He was still so beautiful that it was almost painful to look at him, yet I could not stop staring.
Edward Cullen, my reason for existing and the reason that I was dying.
I could not take my eyes off of him as he raged, burning white hot with a crazed fury as he stood so close to me and yet so far away. He looked like a demon sent to tempt us mere mortals into falling for sin with his breath taking beauty as he stood there covered in my blood.
I focused my strength on trying to hear him. He was yelling, but to me it sounded all distorted and wrong. It was not what I longed to hear. I needed to hear his velvety voice. I needed to hear him whisper of his love or want for me even if it all was a lie. I needed to hear it one last time before I died. I needed it to know that my death was not meaningless in the end. That I served a purpose even if it was just to bring him to this moment in time.
I concentrated on listening to him, but Edward made no sense to me. He sounded like a crazed man, ranting, and screaming to the point where his voice was hoarse from his effort, almost unrecognizable to me. I tried to shake my head no, but the pain was too much to handle from this simple act. This was not how I wanted to see Edward. This was not the image of Edward Cullen that I wanted to take with me into the next life, but it seemed like I would have no choice in the matter. This was all I was being allowed.
Edward suddenly noticed my stare and immediately our eyes locked, letting me see the fire with rage and instability that burned within him. It was in that precious moment as we looked at each other that everything became very clear for me and I thanked whatever god there maybe for granting me these moments worth of peace before I died as I finally understood my place in this life.
My life had been intertwined with Edward's long before I had ever realized it. Some call it fate, kismet, or destiny. I knew that this moment, and every second that I had ever spent with Edward was written in the stars to have happened. I now knew that my life was destined to be intertwined with his and as I lay dying while he watched from a distance, I will forever be linked to him in my death.
AN:
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You remember that time I wrote so many chapters of the story Lingering Shadows and then stopped followed by pulling the story down? I remember that too… Well, I'm revisiting Lingering Shadows, revamping it... changing it… hopefully making it better.
I'll start posting this once I wrap up Between Friends…
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