I won't but i will | By : MissKay Category: G through L > Glee Views: 4434 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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So i'm uploading this story here because i've been informed that fanfciton.net is cleaning up its site. I hope my dear readers will be able to follow up on the story here in case it does get erased by the editors. So far so good. This is a faberry fanfic and yes it isn't all that mature yet and not very long chapters either but i'm going to go slow with this one so just stick with me. BTW this is my first fic ever so please be kind ;) Oh well, here goes!
I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. I want to cry, but I hate crying. I want to scream but my throat just closes up and refuses to let any sound come out. I can feel the walls closing in on me. A cold iron hand has a vice grip on my heart and I can feel my blood pulsing through my fingertips. My heart is pounding in my ears and the never ending drum smashes on my brains like a sledgehammer to the steady rhythm of the pacemaker in my body. I hate this. I was fine two second sago. Perfectly fine even. I was sitting on my bed, quietly reading some book I can’t even remember the title of right now, just minding my own business. I didn’t ask for this. Whatever this was. I was okay with being emotionally distant, or handicapped as my shrink likes to tell me. I certainly never asked for emotions before so I definnatly do not want them now. I raise my head up to the ceiling. The beautiful and untainted white is just cruel now. “CAN YOU HEAR ME?” I scream, my voice finally gaining control over my throat. I sound hoarse, it was trembling, scared. I know i am. And i hate it. What the fuck is going on? “FUCK OFF!” I scream again. My voice is already tired and raspy. My fists are clenched and my knuckles are whiter than snow against my already pale skin. Red angry marks are running around them. My entire stance is tensed up. I’m so wired up that if you’d touch me I’d lash out, in who knows what way. “JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!” I’m begging now. I don’t know how i fell to the ground but here i am, on my knees. The strength and anger that was cursing through me has left my body and it seems all i have left in me is pain and despair. Oh, how pathetic i must look. My short blonde hair messy and filled with knots from raking my hands through it in anguish and rage. My cheeks must be a horrible pale that doesn’t have the pearly glow it used to. The bones are probably pressing into my skin, barely any muscle left. I know I’m at the end of my rope here. But i refuse. I just refuse to accept it. I just want to go back to reading my book, not giving a damn about anything or anyone, not even myself. “I won’t.” It’s a whisper. I won’t do it. Even though my body craves for it, it needs the energy that comes from it but i just can’t get it past my lips. I can’t open my mouth and let it slide over my tongue, down my throat. I just can’t swallow it. So i won’t. Three days had that boy said. But it’s been three months already and I’m still here. Three days without drinking it and I’ll be dead. Forever gone. But I’m not. I just want it all to stop and i open my mouth to beg for death when i hear an angelic voice that makes the pounding soften just a little. I smell an incredible sweet and addictive scent. It makes my hairs go stand upright and my eyes shine with new life. My muscles contract and tremble, my fists unclench. As i slowly turn my head to see who was standing at my doorframe i feel a pang go through my chest, a strike of willpower so to speak. I suddenly don’t feel like dying. I suddenly have the urge to drink. And even though I’ve been tempted before, it’s never felt quite like this. “Oh my god! Are you alright? What happened to you? Have you been sick? Have you even eaten anything at all these past days?” Before I can blink I’m cradled into soft and strong arms. My body is pressed against hers and i can feel her warmth bringing me back to the land of the living. My mind that was foggy seems to clear right up. It’s like I’ve been drunk all this time and now I’ve started to sober up. Then i feel soft hands against my cheeks as she lifts my face to meet her stare. I drown in pools of brown. “You’re completely dehydrated! They said something was up with you, that you’d been sick for a while now but i had no idea…Why haven’t you gotten help?” I listened but i can’t remember a word of what she just said. I just can’t believe what I’m seeing right now. I can’t believe it even though it’s right here, in front of me. The girl I hadn’t seen in over four years. The girl that had broken off our friendship when i told her i didn’t just love her as a friend. The girl who said yes to Finn Hudson. Again. The girl who broke my heart. That’s when i know, i lost my humanity. When my fangs slid out and I plunged them into her neck, deeply. Sucking her blood into my system. It was unlike anything I had ever tasted before. It was pure and utter bliss. The girl I had never been able to say no to. Rachel Barbra Berry.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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