Okay, so this idea just came to me.
Remember the episode of the plane crash? Imagine what would happen if everything didn't work out like it did, what if something so horrible happened, Amy could no longer live?
Okay, on with the story, I think you get the gist.
BROKENARROW
You sit and watch the forest, staring endlessly at nothing. You are looking for something, something beautiful and kind, with green eyes and a perfect smile. You know what you are looking for, yet you cannot find it. You search and search, and every time, you are rewarded with nothing. All you see is his beautiful green eyes, his messy hair, all you see is him. Yet, somewhere inside, you know he's just a mere figment if your imagination. That really, he no longer exists.
He was your life, your existence. You lived to stand by his side. Your heart had beaten, purely to keep you with him. Everything, everyone, was nothing in comparison. He was your world, your sun, your moon, and your stars. He waw the light that guided you through everything.
But now, the light had faded, disappeared with the wind.
There is no burning fire within you, no flicker of hope.
There is no him.
You hear sounds around you, bird calls, faint whispers of the wind. Your eyes cloud over from the tears, you cannot see anymore; there is no light to shine in the darkness.
You sink to the ground, your subconscious doing everything. You can no longer be conscious, your heart can no longer beat.
There is no longer anyone to stand beside, no longer a reason for your existence. He is gone, the light, the reason, your life, everything connected to your existence is gone, and you are left. Empty.
You try to pick yourself up, you try to feel, to re-attach your body with your heart, but it's broken, there's a hole, never to be filled.
An arrow is wedged deep within your heart, reaching your sole, cutting of everything. You feel dead. You feel broken.
Someone moves beside you, crouching down to your level. Your body and mind hear words, but your heart can no longer find a reason to beat alongside it.
They voice those tiny collection of words when you can't, their question haunting you like a ghost in your mind.
"Amy, where's Ty?"
And in this second, this arrow, wedged so deeply within you, snaps.
It is broken now too.
.:THE END:.
So? Hit or miss? Let me know, this just came to me.
I've already wrote chapter 26 for A Guardian Angel, its just waiting to be posted.
Review!
~Wildatheart~