Hey people! It took too long for me to do this but I know you people could handle the wait, especially since there was a big drop off. I was feeling evil…
Jexiny- Did it say that Caleb is dead? No, I think that you're just assuming that that will happen. Find out below all this review stuff. I'm just thinking about what to write…
Automatic Translator: When you assume, you are making an ass out of you and me. No offense. But you aren't that sure that it's really going to happen…
Emerald-Mistress- You wish. I don't really care for them. But I can still understand the situation.
Automatic Translator: Too bad.
djchick201- Okay, maybe Cornelia had a vision. But that doesn't mean it's true. I've had lots of premonitions before. Most come true, but some just seem insane that you have to translate it in your own way to understand. And some of them or for the future and beyond and just haven't happened yet. Having a premonition is kind of like waking up, going to school, then doing something at school that you seem to remember, like it was in your dream. Then you get a slight blur. But some people have it clearly, unlike me.
Automatic Translator: You never know.
Cornelia Hale- Thanks for the compliment. I was saying I was a bad romance writer, but Emerald-Mistress here keeps arguing with me about it. I still don't think I'm good. And for your second compliment (was that you?), but whatever, I guess that someone really wants to keep going. Sure I am.
Automatic Translator: Your wish granted.
Vixen- Everyone seems to have a problem with that song. I don't have one with it, but I just wanted to know why people have a problem with it.
Automatic Translator: What songs do you like?
Now for the story.
Water and blood mixed.
"NO! CALEB!" Cornelia cried out. Was her premonition becoming true? Why didn't she listen to her own thoughts, or premonitions? Why? Why? Why?
The shot was as clear as day. She heard a sharp swish in the air with a boom of the gun barrel. She could feel the impact of the bullet on Caleb as he pushed back on her.
She had felt him die.
Cornelia couldn't see the man that was running away from the body he had killed. Her tears were like curtains showering her eyes so she couldn't see properly. What did she remember about him?
Cornelia could only see the red blood on her hand from Caleb's chest. Her tears spurting out like a fountain. Hotness spread over her. She felt Caleb shudder as he took his last breath.
Now Cornelia felt grief and anger.
She wanted to avenge him.
Cornelia couldn't.
She dropped all her spirits as she thought of Caleb.
I will avenge some day, somehow.
Killer, your time will soon be over.
Oh my gosh…I love my beginning and end sentences.
It's so…powerful.
Happy now?