Rejecting Hope (Old Copy)

Chapter Fifty One - END CHAPTER

(Hope)

I'm running through the hallways, my heart pounding at the speed of light. I can't think, I can't even remember where I am at... I am in a sense of panic, where is she at? My hands bleed from the glass that I had punched earlier in order to get this fire extinguisher as well as this gun now within my pocket. This way I may be prepared for anything, maybe even be able to break down that huge glass wall. But I hope that I may be fortunate enough to end up on the other side, where ever she may be at.

But as time ran on... I only got more and more desperate. For this building was like a maze that I just couldn't process... Because as you see, my mind was in a frenzy of "tick's" and "tocks" and I suddenly realized that we are all ticking time bombs. Wondering around... aimlessly, oblivious that our hearts with each and every single beat... is the very clock that ticks away our very lives.

For with each heart beat, is a new tick and tock to our inevitable ends and so I ran... I ran for Ariana. Because no one... and I mean no one can ever be a replacement for another person... and that is why, farewells are always so... difficult.

However, saying my farewell to her would just be unbearable.

But it was then that a ray of hope, shot through these darkened hallways. For suddenly I heard the sound of skin upon skin. It was a sickening sound... and I knew instantly that he was hitting her, but what was worse was the fact that there was no screaming to be heard. Why wasn't she screaming? This plagued my mind and I wanted so badly to throw up but I didn't and I couldn't because I had to find her.

No I needed to find her... and I needed to find her soon.

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(Ariana)

The rain falls because the sky can no longer handle it's weight. Tears fall because the heart can no longer handle the pain. But I refuse to let myself shout and cry, because I am past the point of salvation and because I refuse to show any signs of pain. Because whenever I do...then that would be as if I had let him won. However death is inevitable and the pain he is executing, is excruciating beyond belief. So as silent tears stream down these bruised and cut cheeks, I try to tell myself things that my mother used tell me about death... hoping that it may save me from this freight of dying, or at least prepare me for it.

"Slam!" The huge hammer strikes my tibia and breaks the last major bone in my body that was still alright. However, when he slides the hammer across the floor, you can just see the bone sticking out of the skin as blood begins to flow upon the ground. My father grabs the bone and puts a slight force upon it, finally causing me to jolt in torture with horrible screams. "Oh ho, that was a great one." He smiles and I bite my tongue to the point where it is bleeding horrendously.

The knife then protrudes it's way, all the way through my arm and out to the other side. I can't help but scream a little within my closed mouth as I shut my eyes tight and his laughter fills the room. "When you are born, you cry, and the world rejoices." My mothers lips once formed such words...

The knife is jerked out and I start to bleed profoundly as the poison that was once upon the blade now burns the muscle and tissue within my arm. "When you die, you rejoice, and the world cries."

He throws a blow into the side of my face, hard enough to make me fall over and slam into the ground and my head reverberates. "For death is not the last sleep, but rather the final awakening and our dead become the stars." I start to crawl on my belly... I don't know why, but I do. "But perhaps all stars are, are just openings in Heaven where the love of our lost ones shines down upon us to let us know they are happy." Tears form in my eyes and my father starts to laugh beyond the point of hysteria... if that is even possible.