FOURTH IN THE FATE'S COURSE SERIES. How are we supposed to go back to living as if she had never touched our hearts, and our lives?
Surprisingly, I actually have a plot planned out. Weird! I understand every song is Linkin Park... I'm OBSESSED! <3 LP
7. Chapter 7
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I spent all day driving, and as the day's light neared twilight, I pulled off to the shoulder of the empty highway.
The clouds were gathering across the dark sky; no stars dared shine tonight. I hadn't heard Lizzie since the battlefield, even though her power was gone now.
A deer stepped out of the bushes, it's shallow breathing and heartbeat growing faster.
I stared into it's strange eyes that were so light brown they were almost ocher. I sighed and turned away.
It gingerly picked it's way across the meadow, and trotted back into the trees, while I sat and waited for darkness to drop across the horizon.
I was moving silently through the Alaskan forest, grateful of the darkness engulfing the sun. No one in our family wanted light, no matter how desperately we needed it in our lives. We were finally living up to the creatures of night we were known as.
I looked out the window of my studio, watching as the sun made the house cast a huge shadow as it neared ducking below the treetops.
I was sitting alone in the living room, Jasper on the porch and Esme in her studio. We were barely ever together anymore.
The despair engulfed me daily, so much to the point I couldn't breathe. The sun neared the end of it's life today, only to be reborn tomorrow.
I ducked out of the garage with Rosalie following me.
Emmett stopped ahead of me, and we stared as the sun set.
( Arms of the Angel - Angelis http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4z2FjDqQHs )
Raindrops were starting to fall gently, pattering against the dusty ground.
I started walking, not knowing why I was placing one foot in front of another.
An eerie tune rumbled from my chest, replacing the sound of where my heart no longer beat.
"Spend all your time waitin, for that second chance. For a break that would make it okay," The words spilled softly out of my mouth, as drops of rain soaked through my hair to my skull, thudding down harder now.
I stared at the sunset, as whispered words blew through my lips. "There's always some reason, to feel not good enough?"
I had slowed down, watching the beams of light twisting through the branches slowly disperse, then disappear.
"And it's hard at the end of the day. I need some distraction, oh beautiful release. Memories seep from my veins. They may be empty and weightless, and maybe I'll find some peace tonight."
"In the arms of an angel, fly away from here. From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear."
"You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie. You're in the arms of an angel; may you find some comfort here."
I pulled in a breath, struggling to keep it. "So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn. There's vultures and thieves at your back. The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies that make up for all that you lack."
When I started singing, Rosalie started beside me.
"It don't make no difference, escaping one last time. It's easier to believe in this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness, that brings me to my knees."
"In the arms of an angel, far away from here. From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie."
Emmett turned to gaze understandingly at me. I grasped his hand for the first time in awhile.
"In the arms of an angel..."
"May you find some comfort here..."
"You're in the arms of the angel. May you find, some comfort here..............."
"Some comfort here....." a voice whispered.
"Welcome back, Lizzie." I smiled through the pouring rain.
I closed my eyes as the sun faded over the horizon, hearing the wind of her voice whisper in my ear.
After the last line, Lizzie whispered in my ear, and I closed my eyes. "You're future is gone," I murmured. "How are you here?"
I opened my eyes and stared into the black forest, but it seemed to have no answers.
I heard my baby girl whisper in my ear, and smiled for the first time.
The last line we sang together, and I walked up the stairs, looking into Esme's studio to see her smiling, with her eyes closed.
The first good omen I'd seen in a long time.
I hadn't breathed in a long time; the emotions pressing down onto my chest made it impossible. But now, I could feel hope stirring in my chest. It wasn't just mine, but the others' hope too.
I was sure it was the same voice I had heard in my ear.
I opened my mouth and took a deep breath of air.
I turned in the rain, walking back to the car, a smile on my face.
"It's good to be back," she sighed.
This might be the closest I ever got to seeing her again. That may be so, but I'll take it.
I stepped into my car, and turned the key, feeling more full of hope that even if she never came back, she would always be..... in the arms of an angel.