Through The Fence

Though the fence

(AN) hello people out there in wattpad world. I'm Ariela and I am writing this because it is my dream to become an author. If you are reading this that's means I love you! Thanks 4 giving me a chance

-ari

PREFACE (1503)

            I know I'm dying with no hope of pulling Through. I can't survive

this. All I can see I'm the large bedroom in which I lay in now is Erik, my

one true love and fiancé knelling beside me as we say our goodbyes.

Only Erik can't do anything. I am fading quickly.

          "Ella! Please hang on. I can't live without you. I won't!" he pleads

"oh dear god why Can't you take my life instead of her's?!" he faces

upward and shouts.

           I can barley speak. But I must. "Erik no. It's not your time to leave

this world.. It's mine...."

           "it most certainly is not your time either, your scarcely 18. So

young and beauitful..." his voice catching on a sob and tears spill down

his cheeks.

        "I love you Erik.... Never forget" I love Erik with every cell in my

body. Every breath, every beat of my heart is for him, and him alone.

              "never" he whispers. Clutching my hand tightly and Bowing his

Head. "don't worry love, that won't happen. This I swear to you." he

reaches into his pocket without taking his eyes off me and pulls out a

glass vile filled with blueish liquid. Seeing the question I'm my eyes but

not being able to voice it, he says "I've found a way to be sure about

that. We'll find each other again and this time I won't be letting you go.

But we must hurry."

               He pulls a knife out of his pocket next and slashes it across the

inside of his palm. I wince not liking him hurting himself as I watch the

redness of his blood dripping into the vile to make the liquid now

purplish in color. "Drink" is all he says before its pouring down my

throat. I can't even taste it I'm so far gone.

             "I love you... Good-bye" I whisper as loud as I can. I'm slipping

and I can feel it but I pull back to hear him answer. "NO!" is what he

screams. Then I let go. I let go of everything . Of life, of my family,

friends. But not Erik. I hold on to him as tightly as ever, and with that I

break though the fog once more.

               What I find I wish I never hade to see. Erik standing over a grave

of which I knew to be my own. He's still sobbing when I take notice of  

the knife in his hand. "Ella I'm coming for you, love." he whispers and 

plunges the knife into his heart. His lifeless body crumples over the stop

were as of now both our body's lay...... And I drift silently back into the

fog.