Melody slammed the door in my face.
It swung shut with a resounding bang that sent me to my knees, and I could do nothing but stare at my trembling hands. Drops of water fell from my cheeks, splashing on the paved porch beneath me with the finality of a resigned fate. I couldn't tell if it was rain dripping from my eyelashes, or tears that fell instead; maybe it was both. Everything was a numb, floating gray, and the fury of the storm didn't faze me at all now; I wasn't even cold anymore. Only one thought slinked through my shambled mind.
God-
God's not real?
I wanted to laugh at that.
Of course God's real.
I mean-
He still had to save me.
He had to-
He was gonna-
I mean-
I had to live.
I don't wanna die.
I don't-
Oh God, I don't-
I don't wanna die.
Something broke inside of me right then and there, and I cried.
As in, horrible, gut wrenching crying.
Choking sobs tumbled out of me from a place of no return, dragging me into its depths faster than I could cry out. I collapsed onto the cold, hard ground, and curled into fetal position. And there I lay, trembling all the while. No, not trembling, dying. I wanted to cry harder, wail louder, but the only sound that spluttered from my mouth was a choking whimper. My heart weighed so heavy, and my chest felt like it was caving in, sinking into the depths of a dark, dark place.
I felt so fucking empty.
But at the same time, there was more sheer grief than I've ever felt before.
The entire world was miserable- devoid of any color and any life.
All the clues, all the inevitable tell-tale signs that pointed to a single dreadful sense of finality hit me all at once as a single thought floated lifelessly to the forefront of my mind.
I'm gonna die.
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To Love the Rain
Cerita Pendek"I'd write and sing every single day. I'd scream and dance and take all the crazy chances and shoot my shot with all the people who might never see me that way. I wouldn't plan it either; it would just be raw and real and aching with the desperation...
