Fate's Way

by crazedgirlz

Loss, tragedy, pain. It all brings people together. But when fear of past and future strucks they will be torn apart. Or will they? A story of two people who couldn't be more in love, but what happens when they are torn appart?

2. Preface: Jasper

PREFACE: Jasper

There goes my life. It flashes before my eyes, never stopping, never a happy sight, never a slimmer of hope. With it goes my every wish to make my life have been worth living. In my whole 17 years of life, this is all I achieved: death and hatred. Why? Because life was unfair, because my mother was gone, and because my father had rage flashing in his eyes.

I saw pain in my past and hell in my future. I could only pray that Rose was alright in the midst of all this. She didn't deserve to have her life turn off like a light bulb. A delicate, beautiful light bulb who if ever turned off would never manage to be lit again, plunging the world into eternal darkness.

At least that was how I saw it.

To most, she was a hot chick that had a dirty mouth, a bad past, and whose death would just be another to add in the statistics' charts. I couldn't bear to let that happen.

I hear someone screaming at me, but I can't tell what they are screaming. Then, all of a sudden, I could hear a soothing voice in my ear, but again the words spilling out of my comforter's lips were indistinguishable to my confused ears.

Life is unfair. That is the hard truth everyone has to learn sometime in their life. I just learned it earlier than most. I learned it as soon as my childlike brain had been able to identify my first words.

How can something as beautiful as life have so many deficiencies, so many ways to go wrong? I don't know why I agreed to let this go on for so long, it's not as if my life will be much of a difference to anyone.

I managed to open my eyes a crack to see someone I had never seen before in my life.

It was a man, wearing a worried expression. He was tall, had blond hair and compassionate gray eyes, his lips were set in a frown and his angular face was turned to me.

Who was he? What was he doing here? Was he here to calm or agitate the storm raging through me?

Questions kept clouding my mind and vision. Everything was turning black around the edges and the black was spreading fast. Soon my entire field of vision was covered and I could think no more.