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'No Ordinary Cinderella' – A Twilight Fanfic

By No Ordinary Cinderella

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Saffron's POV

Chapter Six

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I did not go to the hospital with the multiple translucent shards buried in my skin; neither did I attempt to find a doctor, nor a first aid kit that could help me. I used each and every one of my disfigured fingers, wincing and writhing in pain when I pulled the glass out one by one, shard after shard, the blood always oozing out after the glass tore my skin, it just seemed like an endless circle of hurt, loneliness and pain.

I stayed there for two days and two nights, removing the taunting and sharp glass that dug into my palms, ankles, legs, arms and other bodily parts. Each time one was removed, it made my skin crawl with immense pain. This was pure torture, every second more agonising then the last. So many hours had gone by, and I felt the numbness kick into me, and for once in my life, I was ungrateful for it.

I was a monster, I killed others for my own selfish sake, and I neither helped nor hindered their death. I did not take apart in their fatality and yet I still was there, the reason behind it all. I deserved to feel every ounce of this haunting pain just because I ended their innocent and happy lives.

I knew that my demise was nearing, and that my end would surely come around this year, but never was I sure of that time or place, or how I would die, neither was I sure that my father would be my downfall anymore, considering the efforts I went to, for loathing myself.

I could never forgive myself for what I had done to both my mother, and my sister, a reason behind their death, the reason why they were buried and not alive, and the reason why they weren't happy. I just wanted Cathy to know I was sorry, and to remind her that I still cared, by singing a song to her, one precious song before I go. I know it won't be too long, it could be a matter of hours, days, weeks…a few months at the most but I will die, that I was sure of.

I tried to practice my singing voice before I walked out the door. My words sounded husky and forced. Was I losing my voice again, just after gaining it? Could I ever sing again? Could I ever hope that Cathy could hear me? See me? Love me still? I had to sing soon, and fast, before my voice was lost forever.

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Arriving to school seemed a fitful task, with each muscle straining hard, and each cut and scar digging its way deeper into my skin each time my feet took another step.

When I finally arrived to school, I limped my way into the building, for once not caring if anyone saw. My bag snagged on a nearby picnic table, and when I gently pulled it free, being careful of my damaged skin, I saw a sleek silver car sitting in the car park. The only one in fact and I saw Ryan and Edward Cullen get out with other amazingly beautiful people.

I just turned my head. If only they could see what was going in my life…

I walked off and headed to my next class, my only thoughts involving my voice, my songs, and my torn family.

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Authoress' Note:

A short chapter you may agree,

But a very important chapter, you will see,

Things grow in time,

Even for a mime,

A broken girl, and a broken heart

With words sung that no other can impart

You will soon see,

What my lyrics of thee songs will be

To all my readers that review

Just to let you know, I love you!

If you impress my with a review,

I'll dedicate the next chapter to you.