When I've Fallen Too Deep

Chapter 17- Sunsets

PRETTY DECENTLY EDITED

Nico's P.O.V.

I felt trapped and vulnerable just sitting here. The air smelled of bleach, somewhat killing the scent of death that filled the emotionless room. Bordem was quite dangerous for me because it allowed me to think. Thinking made toxic thoughts unwilling pour into my mind. Thoughts that if a regular person would hear, they would take pity on my soul. But for me they were common, so simple and a part of my being.

Slow, raspy breathing escaped from my lungs as I focused on the little things around me to distract my sickening thoughts.I stared at the black lamp across the room, admiring all the twist and curves of it. How the light occasionally flickered for brief seconds. My attention then turned elsewhere, scanning the room. They fall upon a sleeping body that has a hazy glow of death surrounding it telling that they were fatally injured. It was hard to tell if the gender of the person, but they had short hair, pixie style. They were around four sickly neat beds away from me, breaths shallow. It wonders through my mind what kind of life they had. Did they have a family or friends? A significant other? What were their proudest moments? Did they have secrets from the world they kept hidden?

My eyes shift again to the huge tree outside the window to the right, above me. It was a massive oak that had probably stood there since the camp was made. You could see carvings made into the tree from generations of couples. If you think about it was kinda sad. Most of them had probably had been split apart by death from our dangerous lives. What they had thought was permanent was shattered. Bianca had taught me this the hard way. Even death wasn't going to sit still and wait for you. These people trusted fate would let them grow old together but trust was just meant to be broken.

It had to be around six because the sun setting not that far out into the distance making a red type color in the sky. I've always had this thing for sunsets. They just seem to have a warm sense to them. It feels like the whole chaotic mess world is taking a breath. Everyone is just standing still just for a few minutes before darkness consumes us for the monstrosity of night. Its quite stupid to be truthful. Somewhere a child is still crying, waiting for a father that will never come back. Somewhere a life has been taken because the poison of envy. And somewhere a person is drinking their thoughts away, just trying to rid themselves of their past.

After a second of mental arguing, I sit myself up on the uncomfortable, lumpy bed. Weirdly my shoes where still on even after staying in bed for the pass two days. With much effort and time, I'm able to bring myself to a standing position. Carefully I look around me for any of the Apollo children before rushing out the door. Some patients obviously must have seen me and would tell one of them any minute, but it would be enough for me to watch the rest of the sunset and get some fresh air free of death. If I was lucky get something other than the muck they served to the patients. It tastes like centar crap.

Standing only a few feet from the closed, wooden door, that was now closed, I take in a deep breath of fresh air. My sore legs shot pain up and down as I tried to move them. Stop bring such a dang wuss, I tell them.Using the railing screwed to the porch, I'm able to keep myself steady as I walk down the stairs. My wonderful skill of finding hiding places comes in place when I find a small tree with low hanging branches. I try to climb it, but fail miserably when the sharp bark digs into my cut up hands. At least the low hanging branches would allow some shelter from prying eyes if I sit down.

The vibrant colors of the sky still stood strong, only slightly changed from my earlier view of the window. I watched, bewitched by the angelic beauty the sun cast down upon the earth; a beauty man kind didn't deserve. It was the kind of red one only saw in the pits of a fire, bright and unstoppable. The compelling scene was all around me, Dominating the sky. It seeped through the edges of trees, buildings, and people. The sun was the king, everything the light reached was its own.It only proved to show that no matter how mighty a person thought of themselves, it was pitiful against the universe. Like a newborn puppy against a blood thirsty pack of wolves. You could the fucking king of the entire world and you would still would be nothing. Because they'll be a time when none of humanity left, nothing to remember you. You will, no matter how popular, rich, poor, or brave, you will be forgotten like everyone else.

Depressing, it really was, but it somehow became a motto for me. Maybe I was weak and pathetic. Maybe I was unlovable and easy to push around from bullies. But it end it wouldn't matter. Will Solace was nothing and so was I.

I stay motionless as I watch sunset, my feet going numb with static feeling. Soon it fades away, colors and all leaving me with a shallow, cold feeling. Darkness sweeps over me quickly after, yet I don't get up. I want to cherish the smell, the feel, the moment all. The darkness was only the credits of a sunset.

The feeling of eyes drilling into the back of my head snap me out my trance. I unconsciously wrap my arms around my pale body, feeling very self-conscious suddenly. Someone must have been watching me this whole time.I jump to my feet even though my leg was still bandaged, and become very alert. It might be the hooded psychopath coming to finish the job. My ring comes off and transforms into my sword in a split second. I wasn't going to make the same mistake twice.My head twist around to make sure no one is watching me, as I rush away.

Yeah, ik. Short filter chapter. I'm sorry :/

I never did update that Solangelo Short book, but I started!!! Let me live.

Anything interesting happen to you guys? Because I recently found out that there are litterally no emos at my school. They don't know what emo /is/. It's to much of pretty pitch perfect school for my liking.

BYE.