Raining Stars

It wasn't supposed to be like this. Smoke, blood, rain. The wind like a torrent against my flesh. The screams of pain and sorrow growing fainter with each passing second. Everyone is dying. And here we are, once again the world coming to what I can only describe as a stand still. The slow fall that is us.

Me and him.

Just like he always wanted. He doesn't even look altered by what he's done, he might even say it was all for me. A monster and his princess. I want to laugh at him. I want to cry.

Hair long and tangled, and he'll say its the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. Short and pudgy, well hell, he'll love that too. Say it makes me curvy, gives me that hourglass figure. Tell him I don't love him, and he'll rip an entire room apart, latching the most vile parts of him on me. He wants me to love him.

Black eyes latch on to every breathe I take, his muscles tightened under orange skin. This was it, the slight moment of calm before he unleashed the storm. I've been with him long enough to recognize the signs.

Raising his hand he beckoned me closer. He was giving me a choice.

But in the end, we both know what I will always choose, regardless of what he does.

You can't tame what is free. And he can't stop me.

But in the end I couldn't close my mouth, he couldn't stop himself and the fire consumed us all.

This story may seem confusing at first but it will get better I promise. This was a style of writing that I really wanted to try out and make my own.