LingeringChange
There is pain. I knew it was inevitable that one day I would have to face my world and take a stand. But who would have thought that by taking a stand in front of the man I loved and the man who loved me that I would have died. I always pictured the last blow being dealt by the man who hated me, not by the woman who was supposed to Love and raise me.
"Alicia!" They sounded like brothers again. Both of them showing concern and fear for one person that they had in common.
They didn't bicker, or fight or argue for the first time in years that I have known them. It brought a smile to my face even now as my vision began to blur. I raised my hands, each palm touching one of their cheeks their flesh felt so warm underneath my very own. "I'm sorry. . . I d-didn't think you could handle the truth. . . about--me."
I could just barely make out their tears as my eyes began to flutter and I began to drift into darkness. Just as I thought I would be descend into the heavens, a sinister air filled me causing me to open my eyes wide and jump up screaming at the top of my lungs. This pain was worse than I could imagine. With every breath I took in it felt as if a thousand sharp needle pierced my skin.