Chapter 15 | Elizabelle Swan
I got off my plane, gasping as pain shot through my body. "Liz?" I heard, Hansel taking a hand of my forearm.
"It. . .it hurts," I whimper holding my chest, before falling to my knees. "It hurts," I cry, wiping my tears away. I screamed gaining peoples attention while I clutched my chest. "It burns!" I screamed, my throat aching as I screamed before feeling invisible arms around me -- darkness pulled me in.
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I turned in a circle, looking over at everyone around me. They were frozen; each face filled with so much worry, with fear -- something I never really thought would be held for me."What are you doing, my little mermaid?" I looked over seeing Tobias leaning against a tree, walking towards me as soon as I caught sight of him. I felt an urge to cry, seeing my old love, my probably first love, but I held it in, because I knew I had to be strong. I knew that, just as before, something was wrong.
"What do you mean, Tobias?" I saw the hurt in his eyes, before he cupped my face.
"You're needed down there, you always are. Don't just give up, you can't just give up. But it is your choice, okay -- you choose to either give up or not. Don't stay to long on the line you are on. Quite pushing people away, no one can save you if you do. Don't just give up, not without a leaving your mark, you haven't yet," he muttered, before slowly kissing me, but I pulled away, turning around and running.
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I gasped, sitting up seeing things differently for a second before I got used to it. "Liz -- oh thank God," I heard from my side and I saw everyone looking worriedly my way. I bit my lip, looking to Blake. Mirror?
He frowned but turned to someone. "Uh, c'mon," he muttered, helping me stand and I move to a mirror. I looked in the mirror to see what looked like a whole bunch of shadows in my eyes. I rose a hand, tracing a black line. I lifted my shirt right after, seeing that where my heart was, it had begun to seem to get attacked by darkness.
"Lee," I ignored the person, touching a mark on my skin softly.
"Lizzy," the arm touched my shoudler before I could move away, and I screamed as I felt that familiar burn course through my body.
"I think you should hug her," I heard and I turned to the person feeling fear. "Now you come, or I promise I will kill everyone, anyone close by."
I nodded, before standing up and peering around at everyone. "This is a good-bye, that is, until next time, my loves. My family," I was then yanked back, a knife that smelt of poison at my neck. He pulled me back, leading me out of the house, into a car than took off. "Why?"
"You're my daughter, only I can have you," I shook my head, but didn't comment further. He drove and I thought about all the pain I have gone through, and how I felt like I just needed time to heal. Before I knew it, I was standing by a cliff, and I was shocked to see my gang come out.
This is where you choose, my love. Give up or no? Keep fighting, please. So I decided.
"Let her go!" Blake shouted in anger, looking at him with hatred. "Let her go, or I swear that I will kill you and --"
"--Blake!" I cut in, making his gaze turn to me and I smiled at him. "I'm ready to go, but please don't think I'm giving up."
"No, she's just leaving you because this is so hard to loose people. Right, little girl?" I met my gaze with his, staring at him and he looked at me. So I sighed, speaking out looking into his eyes as I began.
"You don't get it do you, I have been broken for so long, cried for so long. I begged to be helped, for someone to hear me, but nobody did, nobody has. I sit and I cry, and I beg that a tree will just fall and kill me. I beg to be shot in the head, to be killed. Because I live every single day of mine dying; and I guess you never cared for me enough to realize -- did you dad?" I mutter, before closing my eyes and turning to Ryder, tears streaming down my cheeks, because I don't think I can stay strong like Tobias wants me to be. . .I have to much secrets, and pains, and unfinished things. "It was you," I answer to the question I always wanted to tell him, one of the unfinished arts, "because despite what I wanted to think, Ryder you were my first love after I woke up." My chest hurt at that realization, because I can't keep faking.
Then I heard a shot, hearing the yells of pain, as my body shot back into from the force of the arrow and gun. I closed my eyes as water filled my lungs, and arms wrapped around me. I pictured myself, strong enough to kill my dad, but I couldn't because he is my dad. No way would I kill him. So I let the darkness take me, it's arms holding me within them, glad to finally be able to catch me. To win the war that there was.
People stared in horror, watching Liz struggle as water filled her lungs after a while. "No! No, God you just let me have her back, please don't take her away again! Please, God, no!" He fell to his knees, wanting to go and help her. "God! Please! Please," he sobbed into his hands and slowly nonevent followed. Even Ryder could not be strong, he couldn't even let Liz know all the things he did and hid from her as retaliation from not choosing him -- because he lied; Liz not letting him know he chose him or Sebastian for that matter, hurt him way more than he likes to admit.
"She was our rock," Mason mumbled, trying to not break, despite his voice having cracked, "why take away her, God? Why?"
Though he asked and that all wondered, it was silently said that he knew, they all silently knew. Elizabelle had such a great heart, a heart of all that was good -- least from the beginning, so was said. . Then it was tainted and as she grew her heart only grew more tainted. Her good was slowly killed, she was killed. It inevitable, for her to not die. They all knew it was coming, she herself knew that she was going to die, because her life was that destined.Though, despite that, Ryder shot up, diving into the deadly waters. Everyone followed, except for the God of War. "You don't deserve life. But I know Liz, she won't like if I kill you, so I won't, but you will rot," Ares growled out the promise, standing over him in a dangerous manner. He quickly tied him up, then dove after.
A search was put out for her, after that, allied gangs, people of everyone out to find her. However it never worked. She was gone, dragged down by the depths of water. Furthermore, the man was gone when they came back, water prints by the area he was at and marks as if someone was dragged down. With that, it was remembered what Liz had once said;
"I don't want to kill, but ever were I to do so, I guarantee it be the one who kills me for more than I should be. It may not make since, but I just know that I will drag someone down with me -- Harvin Jones."
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Drag Me Down
FanfictionThey left her, in a state of pain. Yet, Elizabelle still grew up and is amazing as she was in a child like year. Now, she just needs to work on not letting anyone drag her down.