//Another short solo. It was winter, November 24th 1994. Every window in the house was coated with fresh ice, morning air sent chills straight through every fibre of my being. Pulling myself away from my sheets I could feel the fabric of my clothes clinging to my skin. The room was small, dark and frosty. The only light was the flicker of sunlight that occasionally danced through the curtains. Closing my eyes for a brief moment, the only noise that could be heard was the sound of my heart beating. Slow and broken. Taking in a deep breath I exhaled the misty cloud of air that passed my lips. Reluctantly I opened my eyes to witness the red and black wallpaper peeling of the walls, it couldnt handle the cold and neither could I. The room was fairly empty apart from a bed, dresser and wardrobe. Clothes had replaced the wooden floorboards. Sighing heavily I found myself unable to move, the cold had frozen my limbs and now they refused to move. Wincing here and there I dragged myself through the slightly open door making my way to the winding staircase. Shuffling down the staircase, I looked towards the door. Squinting, I looked at the gleaming light seeping into the hallway. It moved so majestically masking the darkness and bringing it to life. The way he used to me. Nothing had been the same for months. He had gone missing four and half months ago, ever since everything had become a hardship. Stupid things no longer appealed to me, like eating. Surviving seemed so futile with him gone. It hurt to breathe, the cold air felt like it was scratching my throat, tearing it to shreds. Leaning my head forward, allowing the blood to drip forward down my throat and into my mouth slowly finding its way out of my mouth and down my cracked lips. It stung a little, feeling a moist substance on my lips. Wondering into the front yard, only wearing the silk nightgown from the night before. The wind cut like ice as it caressed my skin with fierce passion. Tender yet aggressive. The frozen blades of grass dug into my pale sensitive skin. A tear feel onto my cheek crawling a long my face as it froze in place beside my lips. It was bright outside, the sky was clear and a beautiful light blue. You could still see the outline of the moon, trees surrounded this area. It was a desolate old house that we had planned to grow old in together. He had left one night and had promised to return an hour later. He never came back. Finally back inside I found some clean clothes, one of his old jumpers a long with my warmest jeans. Lying on my living room floor I hummed a soft tune into the silence, things were getting better. Id learn to live alone, it couldnt be that hard. Maybe today I would even find the strength to venture further than the front garden. Forcing a smile, I lifted my delicate body off the ground and grabbed my shoes slipping them onto my dainty feet. Nodding to myself I opened the door. A gust of wind nearly took me off my feet, it burned against my bare skin. Taking my first step out of the garden was by far the hardest. I trembled with a mix of fear and coldness. Taking slow deep breaths I took a few more steps. I was doing it. Before long I found myself in the forest, pressing my fingers against the frost on the bark of a nearby tree reminded me of the glass globe on my fireplace. Another smile crept upon my solemn lips. Dancing through the forest my eyes fell onto the frozen lake. We had spent one Christmas using it as an ice ring. My smile faded into an empty, dead expression. Taking one step at a time onto the lake I noticed frozen drops off blood. Not too far away was ice that had been cracked and re-frozen over. I took just three more steps to where it had re-frozen moving the snow from the surface of the ice. Words cant explain the way I felt when I saw a hand against the ice, under the ice. Not just any hand, his hand. Thats all I saw though was a hand. Tears fell like summer waterfalls in July. Screaming viciously, louder enough to scare birds into soaring into the winter sky. Slamming my fists onto the ice repeatedly. Clawing at the frozen ground caused my hands to bleed, I didnt care. My heart was pounding in my chest, I could barely breathe. Running through the forest, branching grabbing and scratching me. Finding a sharp rock, I ran straight back, smashing it against the ice until it cracked. Reaching into the water, my blood stopped running in my arm as it froze under the skin. Grabbing his hand I pulled it out of the water only to find thats all it was. His hand and arm. Screaming I threw the arm across the ice. My eye wide in horrified shock, my lungs stopped accepting air, my head was spinning. My head hit ice and I was out cold. What felt like hours later I finally woke up, remembering the horror from before I scrambled off the ice and as far away from my lovers severed arm as possible. Racing through the forest, tears freezing in my eyes, falling to the ground after tripping over something. Turning to see the rest of the severed remains of my lover. First my eyes landed upon his torso, then one of his legs and finally his head... His eyes were as wide as mine. It was disgusting. My heart and stomach were doing summersaults. The sight that met my eyes choked me. I had no idea how to feel, it looked like he had been torn apart by some kind of monstrous beast. Lying on the ground unable to move from shock, I took small sharp breaths that got stuck in my chest. After a few more hours I heard a twig break in the distant, fear consumed me. My hatred for this beast took over my instincts, flipping onto my stomach I lurched into a crouching position. Seeing the eyes of a wild cat. A mountain lion had made its way all the way down here just to tear apart my boyfriend. My blood began to boil inside of me, the creature bound towards me. Diving out of the way, fear struck in my chest once again. What the hell was I doing?! Jumping onto my unsteady feet I started running again, feeling the clip of a sharp claw sink into the veins of my ankles. Blood spurt out form the slit veins, the eyes of the creatures became lively with anticipation for the kill. Watching in utter panic as she pounced onto my figure. A bone chilling screech left my lips as her paw landed on the back of my skull, caving it into the ground. I could no longer make sound as my last moments of life flew past my eyes. I saw all the moments we had shared. Now we would be reunited in another world. Im coming love, sorry I took so long. were the words I choked out with my last breath before the darkness of death consumed my soul.
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 12:11:21 +0000
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