A/N: Hi. This is my first FanFic (writing with my sister, Lindsay, on this one.) She will also be helping me with ideas, so half of the credit, of course, goes to her . . . Here Goes.
Burned
Chapter 1
Zoey POV
Everything was pitch black. I'd been to this place before. I was in the oh-so-familiar darkness. I stepped out of what seemed to be the edge of a forest, only to discover Heath sitting on a short dock. He had a large grin on his face and seemed to be enjoying his fishing.It took me a couple of minutes to remember what had happened earlier. I was dead, and so was heath. I couldn't save him. I felt like a failure.
I jolted back to reality, and started sprinting to Heath. "Heath! HEATH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He turned around just in time to catch me as I hurled myself into his arms. "Hey Zo"he replied, semi out of breath. My only reply was to kiss him. "Wow. You missed me that much?" he murmured, still stunned from my forwardness. "Heath im SO sorry!"I said. "Zo Babe it's not your fault. I just heard what I wasn't supposed to hear. No big deal." "But it IS a big deal, I mean...you're dead!" "Zoey im happy here. Stop worrying about me and get back to your friends! They must be worried about you, especially that Stark guy..." I knew he was upset that he wouldn't get to spend as much time with me as Stark would. "I've learned to accept you and whatever guy you choose, Ill always love you, Zo, but I need to move on. I've been obsessing over you since second grade, and if I deal with it any longer, my heart will probably literally break." As heath said his last few words, he started to fade away slowly. I could barely hear his voice when I heard him say in an almost whisper, "I'll always love you Zoey, but im moving on to . . . " and his voice slowly and painfully died away.
As I sobbed over the loss of my first love, I felt as if I was no longer alone in the perfect meadow. I looked up and saw that my goddess, Nyx was standing in front of me. She reached down and wiped a stray tear from my cheek. "Zoeybird, you must get back to your friends. They're grieving over you, and do not believe you are alive." She said in a voice that reminded me of tinkling bells. "But Nyx . . . " I stuttered "Zoeybird you must return. The pain in your warriors heart is unmistakably dreadful" I stood up and brushed off my shirt. "Okay, I'm ready" I replied and as I started fading from sight, my goddess kissed my forehead, right where my unfilled crescent moon is. I fell the familiar tingling sensation on my thighs and knew, that Nxy had marked me as her own yet again.
As my hearing started to return to the real world, I heard a loud sobbing, and automatically knew who it was . . . Stark . . . MY Stark.
A/N: Sorry it's so short! It was harder than I thought to capture all of the emotions and events in this chapter! The next chapter will be three times as long and will be posted today! If you have any suggestions or ideas, PLEASE feel free to review and/or PM me!
Thanks so much,
.⋅*Julie*⋅.