IM SO SORRY! JUST-... SORRY!
" Yeah, like that would ever happen, Al."
"Hey, it's possible!"
Edward and Al walked along the concrete sidewalk, coming up to a crossing point in the road.
Ed looked at his younger brother with pure amusement. " You actually think Mustang- Colonel Mustang- would actaully worry about where we were?"
"Well..." Al thought for a moment " He could..."
"He could, he can, but he won't." Edward twisted his words purposly to make Al think about he just said.
"...What?"
"Exactly..."
As they reached the crossing point in the road, they stopped and looked left and right. Old habits die hard, Ed thought, as he scanned the road. Their mother had always told them to watch the road before crossing it. Often, they didn't. They didn't...
...Until they almost got hit by a car...
Then they were petrified into watching it all the time.
Seeing no cars, Ed stepped casualy onto the road, letting one foot hang in the air for a second before dropping down the small slope that the sidewalk caused. Focusing on the other side of the road, he squinted when a bright light shown into his left eye. Turning his head to the light, slowing in step, he saw two bright lights heading straight for him.
Fast.
Edward was instantly struck with fear. He had no time to think. He legs locked a refused to move at all. Al was maybe 3 feet ahead of him, unaware. Within less than a second, the fast moving light were on him. Pain ripped through Ed's body.
Darkness...
I opened my eyes. I try to see, but I'm blinded by the white light...
This much was true... Ed thought has he did so. A song, for no reason was running through his head at this time. He was well aware that he was lying on the ground in the middle of the road.
I can't remember how, I can't remember why, I'm lying here tonight...
Why is my life instantly following a stupid a song...? Edward made a scowl as he tried to sit up to no avail. He barly got a inch off the ground before dropping the small distance back to the pavement.
And I can't stand the pain. And I can't make it go away. No I can't stand the pain...
Ed's face felt hot and sticky. A foul, salty smell came to his nose.
Blood.
His blood.
How could this happen to me?
I've made my mistakes. Got no where to run. The night goes on.
As I'm fading away. I'm sick of this life. I just wanna scream...
How could this happen to me?
Ed moved his lips but no sound came out. He heard blurry screaming from all around him. One stuck out form them all. On that was a litte more high pitched. One that was choked.
Al...
Everybody's screaming. I try to make a sound, but no one hears me...
Edward felt faint. Very faint. He was well aware of the blood pooling around his head.
I'm slipping off the edge. I'm hanging by a thread. I want to start this over again...
Suddenly, Ed was flung into a memory. He was standing there with his mother, washing vegetables, and handing them to Al, who was dab drying them. All of them were smiling and looking very happy.
So I try to hold... Onto a time when, nothing mattered.
Then he was flung to when they tried Human Transmutation. The blood that pooled around him then. His agonizing crys that could be heard from miles away...
And I can't explain what happend. And I can't erase the things that I've done...
No I can't...
It was my fault... Edward thought with this vivid memory. It's my fault... It was my idea...It all my fault! Ed felt someone shaking his shoulder. He opened his eyes, not even knowing he had closed them in the first place, and flicked his gaze over to who was shaking him.
It was Al.
How could this happen to me?
I've made my mistakes. Got nowhere to run. The night goes on.
As I'm fading away... Im sick of this life. I just want to scream...
How could this happen to me..?
Black dots scattered his vision. He looked straight into Al's eyes. They gleamed with unshead tears...
Damn it...
Hawkpath: Yeah...IM SO SORRY! I wrote this like a week ago at midnight... Oh, I dont own FMA or the song. Untitled by Simple Plan.
Ed: God damn it, Hawky! You always make me get hurt! ALWAYS!
Hawkpath: Sorry, Ed, but it's just too much fun to write about.
Rex: Hey-
Hawkpath: Don't even start. Just get out now. Come back, and GR fics are done for good.
Rex: ...K...
Ed: PFFFT !
Rex: WHATS SO FUNNY, PIPSQUEAK?
Ed: WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT HE CAN DROWN IN A DROP OF WATER, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!
Hawkpath: For the last time, NO ONE SAID ANYTHING LIKE THAT!
Ed: SHH!
Hawkpath: DONT TELL ME TO SHH! *Whacks Ed with a frying pan*
Ed: OW!
Rex: Hehehe...
Hawkpath: YOU WANT SOME?
Rex: NO MA'AM!
Ed: Gah...That's almost as bad as Winry's wrench...*Shuddders at the thought.*
Hawkpath: Well, I'm sorry for such a shitty fic. Oh well, Review please!