Wahhh! Writters block. so its time to flip batshit insane and write something totally diferent than i usual write. so here is, heart warming, romance, supernatural, slice of life...only good nice things. i will update it today and tommorrow. Also, tomorrow isthe day of "YOU NEED A HERO"weekly post.
I believe in…
2014, December, 31st
Wednesday, the last day of the year. In this part of the world, summer, but outside is pouring rain. The girl sits alone in the dark, tears drying from her face, the clock mark one minute left to a new year. She curls up and hugs her knees, letting a deep sob escape.
-Another year alone… I can’t take it anymore.
She opens her hand, there a bottle of sleeping pills. She takes a handful of them with a cup of wine, then another until both, wine and pills, end.
Crying she lay down on the ground and wait as the world fades around her in a silent haze. Then she isn’t alone anymore. Two figures, a tall blonde man and a beautiful black girl, surrounded by light, stand before her; their presence is warm and friendly, and she feel loved again for the first time since the death of her mother.
The man sits by her paternally, and the girl look deep in her eyes questioning:
-Lizzie, why are you doing it? You are young and have so much to see… Why you want to die so badly?
Lizzie. No one called her Lizzie anymore, feeling ashamed she answers:
-I don’t… I don’t want to die… but I am so alone, I cant take it anymore, I’m not strong enough… I just want to be with those who love me.
The man caress her curled brown hair.
-Alone? You are never, ever, alone. There are seven billion people out there, you know. And you would be surprised to see how many care for you, even if you don’t notice.
She cries, she wants to believe in his words, he sound so honest, but she feel sleepy and depressed.
The black girl lean over her, her eyes are beautiful: hazel, bright, so full of life.
-Lizzie, soon will happen something beyond me and you, and you will be given a new chance. Do you want it? Because if you really do, we can help you.
Lizzie lift her head a little.
-A new chance…? To what?
The man smile and say:
-Maybe to open those eyes of yours, to shake things up and make you see things differently.
The girl with hazel eyes laugh and end it:
-A new chance to life and be loved, to start things again. So you want it?
Lizzie shivers, the world fade again. As her consciousness disappears she say one single word:
-…Yes…
*
2015, January, 1st
01:15.
A male voice shouts trough the door, and bangs it violently, but his sounds are covered by the rain and the celebration on the streets.
-Eliza?ELIZA!?
The phone rings one more time, close to it a body lay still on the floor, and empty bottle of wine and a bottle of sleeping pills close to her hands.
Suddenly a angry cry and the door is quick, breaking in half.
-FUCK LIZZIE!? Where are you?
A tall man enter, soaked in rain.
-Shit girl! What you done this time?!
He calls an ambulance, and hug the girl carefully and tenderly, as tear rolls from his eyes.
-Stupid, stupid girl… Don’t you dare to die and ruin my new years eve… not now that I made a special news year resolution …
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