A/N: YAY! I finally got to post my first fanfic! I was inspired by Evelyn- my beta, also props to michelle. Thanks both a yaz! Please review so i know if this is worth continuing. Be gentle its my first time. :)
I am Alone, surrounded by darkness, sitting up on my old bed watching the lit figures in the box in front of me move... Their shadows dancing in the darkness of my old room…blinds shut… lights out…
He left…
He left me…
I know I should be devastated… sad… crying.
But I feel nothing; dark, emotionless nothing.
I watch their lips move, knowing there should be sound but again, nothing. Everything is blocked out by the sound of my heart breaking.
I stare at the box for hours, maybe even days, watching but not seeing until a man's back appears on the screen. I watch his flawless frame gracefully walk further and further away, out of my reach, then he turns to look at me.
Panic shoots through me, my vision blurs I'm suddenly unable to see his beautiful face… I can barely make out his full lips parting when he whispers "This is The End".
No… how many times must I relive this moment?!
I close my eyes tight, and shake my head to remove this painful image from my mind. I open my eyes to a pitch black screen… I feel my first tear ease down my face.
I'm woken up by a gentle hand wiping away my tear, then brushing my hair out of my face. Bright sunlight floods my eyes, but someone shades me from most of the light, his warm hand now going through my hair. My eyes adjust to the morning light and I see him, lying in font of me.
Recognition hits as I look around us, seeing we are under the same quilted comforter we have always had, then looking up at our wedding pictures on our nightstand.
Just another nightmare…
I look him in his deep brown eyes to see that same face full of pity. I take his hand in mine, tracing over his crescent moon scar idly. I bring his hand to my lips and kiss him.
"Good morning, Jacob" I whisper to my second chance.