Who Am I Living For
Obviously Stepheine Meyer owns all the characters and Twilight, bar a couple I have come up with. But indeed the story belongs to moi! Please Enjoy!
Prologue
"Bella, Bella, Bella."
He walked around the room like a lion stalking its prey or a vulture circling the obvious dead. Oh great offcourse he had to be circling me didn't he.
"Did you really think you would be able to escape this?" His accent was so thick; I didn't think I would ever miss the Italian accent, go figure.
"So what is it Princesspa Isabella? Or should I call you Phoenix?" His voice was mocking, but I was belligerent and sarcastic. He doesn't stand a chance.
"Your past would always catch up with you. You cannot deny who you are." Oh my gosh here he goes monologing, I wish he would kill me instead.
"I am going to kill you." Oh really, I never would have guessed? I though you bound and gagged all your guests.
"Good." I said absolutely flat.
"So belligerent, even while knocking at death's door. I guess if you won't talk I have no choice."
He raised the barrel to my forehead. I didn't fear death; heavy is the head that wears the crown my father's words spoke to me. I knew it all along. This was always my cross to bear. I could see the heavens though the flames still called my name. At least I knew life before death.
"Go on, shoot, kill me, I dare you!" I spat,
"Do it or are you too afraid?
I will never submit to you.
Never.
What are you waiting for?
Hurry up, shoot!"
His finger tightened on the trigger...
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