This is an updated version of my story Accident!
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At this point, I had stopped trying to bring him back. No amount of prayers, screams, words, or tears could change the course of fate. Perhaps, our fate was set in stone. That we would never see our happily ever after, that all we would know was hurt and sorrow.
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There is a sequel to this story, it is titled "Eighteen, you can find it on my profile!
47 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
47 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death.
Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth.
I am useful, never loved.
I am used, never thanked.
I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted.
I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness.
I have accepted my designed fate.
Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing?
What will happen if I give in...and love?
What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life...
Worlds End.
RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over