Wednesday, 2 February 2011

Then i will carry you (Mi's side)

I am not sure about this chapter. It has kind of effected me in a really big way which leads me to think it might not really be all that good. Or it might be a bit dramatic. (I cry over really strange things) In other words have a read and please leave some coments as to weather you like it or not. It might be to personal to me msking it a bad thing for the story so i might take it out.

Any way enjoy



Then I will carry you.

“I have really fucked it up this time haven’t I.” I moaned still not moving still keeping my eyes closed. I didn’t want to move because I didn’t want the world around me to. I wanted Everything to be still then nothing would hurt.

“No you haven’t honey.” Esmee soothed in her lyrical voice as her fingertips stroked though my hair.

“I don’t get it Esmee. You and Emmet are the most caring, loving, amazing people I know and you are still here. You still think that I am worth compassion and understanding. It’s stupid. Let me go now. Oh please god I can’t take it, let me go.” I begged screwing my eyes up tighter to keep the tears from falling out of them. I tried to breath slow and even not letting the panic take over me.

“Open your eyes Mi.” I heard Emmet say as he moved from the corner of the room to come closer to me.

“I can’t.” I said sternly shaking my head against the floor Swallowing hard against the tears in my throat, If I let the tears fall somewhere in me I new they would never stop. I was beaten, I was broken. It was over. I would lie here forever until my body faded away. Until nothing could hurt me.

“Mi open your eyes.” Emmet said again brushing away the solitary tear that had managed to escape under my water logged eye lashes and down to rest on my cheek.

“I can’t, I don’t ever want to wake up, let me go.” I said again almost in a whisper. “If I move it wall start again, if I move I will be able to fall again and I can’t brake any more because it hurts Emmet. It hurts. So I am just going to lay here until I fade away. I will lay here until I can forget the world and everything in it

“No your not, its time to get up baby.” Emmet said even more softly as he edged even closer and placed his hand on my back rubbing it gently with his thumb.

“I have noting left Emmet. I can’t stand any more. I’m to hurt. I’m to tired.”

“Then l will carry you.” Emmet whispered directly into my ear before slipping his hands under my arms and pulling me up onto my feet and into his arms.

2 comments:

  1. i love this, def dont take it out! :) :) i dont think its too personal at all, i think it really adds to the story. It reminds me of the poem "footprints" by carolyn carty.

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  2. it's great. you should keep it in the story.

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