I never realized how much I hated her till this very moment.
Drifting through her existance without a care in the world. It doesn't work like that bitch.
She thinks she's everything there is to me. I used to have someone like that, but not anymore. That life is gone, tossed into the river of life and washed away.
I hate her. Why does she make me feel this pain? What did I ever do to her?
"I hate you." I whisper in a low voice, the tears staining them, the blood dying them.
"I know you do, that's what makes us perfect...when love and hate embrace." Her melodic voice echoed in my swirling, tired mind.
I looked up and into her eyes, the typical black as night eyes.
I whisper so low, she'll never hear it.
"Edward...please save me." And then...she laughs as she brings the sword down.
