Dying - Mick/Beth - ONESHOT - PG
Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 10:03 am
[x]Title: Dying
[x]Author: Heartagram_LaLa
[x]Rating: PG
[x]Warning: None
[x]Pairing: Mick/Beth
[x]Genre: Angst
[x]Words: 379
[x]Spoilers: None
[x]Summary: "I've often wondered what it's like to die"
[x]Disclaimer: Not my toys, im just borrowing them =D
I’ve often wondered what it is like to die.
What does the last breath to inflate your lungs feel like? Does it hurt, does it burn, or does it fade away into nothingness without you realizing?
Do you notice the darkness creep over your eyes until you can’t see any more? Or do you just fall into unconsciousness like a long awaited sleep?
Do you know when you are dead?
I’ve asked myself these things a fair few times over the years, but the closest I’ve come to dying is the tearing of my heart as I push Beth away.
Every time I see her eyes look into mine, asking that I let her in and that I let her love me, I my heart breaks a little.
I reject her, time and time again, not because I want to, but because I must.
If I allow her to be near me I am allowing her to be near danger.
The one thing I have sworn to always protect her from.
If something were to ever happen to her I know that I would truly know what I feels like to be dead.
I may still walk with the undead but I would not be alive.
There would be no heart, no mind, no soul.
They would all die with beth.
So I push her away and tear my heart in two, I push her towards and normal and safe life.
And then when she is old and frail I will realize, that whilst I may have saved her from the danger of the world, I have not saved her from death.
I will watch as she dies and I will die along with her.
I would still walk with the undead, but my heart would be as dead as any human 6 feet under ground.
I would be a corpse. Cold and rotting. The elements eating away at flesh and bone until not a whisper of my once living body is left.
An empty shell to walk through eternity all the while wondering what if?
What if I had let her love me?
What if I had let myself love her?
What if I had saved her, and therefore myself from death, and let us live together, forever?
---End---
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[x]Author: Heartagram_LaLa
[x]Rating: PG
[x]Warning: None
[x]Pairing: Mick/Beth
[x]Genre: Angst
[x]Words: 379
[x]Spoilers: None
[x]Summary: "I've often wondered what it's like to die"
[x]Disclaimer: Not my toys, im just borrowing them =D
I’ve often wondered what it is like to die.
What does the last breath to inflate your lungs feel like? Does it hurt, does it burn, or does it fade away into nothingness without you realizing?
Do you notice the darkness creep over your eyes until you can’t see any more? Or do you just fall into unconsciousness like a long awaited sleep?
Do you know when you are dead?
I’ve asked myself these things a fair few times over the years, but the closest I’ve come to dying is the tearing of my heart as I push Beth away.
Every time I see her eyes look into mine, asking that I let her in and that I let her love me, I my heart breaks a little.
I reject her, time and time again, not because I want to, but because I must.
If I allow her to be near me I am allowing her to be near danger.
The one thing I have sworn to always protect her from.
If something were to ever happen to her I know that I would truly know what I feels like to be dead.
I may still walk with the undead but I would not be alive.
There would be no heart, no mind, no soul.
They would all die with beth.
So I push her away and tear my heart in two, I push her towards and normal and safe life.
And then when she is old and frail I will realize, that whilst I may have saved her from the danger of the world, I have not saved her from death.
I will watch as she dies and I will die along with her.
I would still walk with the undead, but my heart would be as dead as any human 6 feet under ground.
I would be a corpse. Cold and rotting. The elements eating away at flesh and bone until not a whisper of my once living body is left.
An empty shell to walk through eternity all the while wondering what if?
What if I had let her love me?
What if I had let myself love her?
What if I had saved her, and therefore myself from death, and let us live together, forever?
---End---
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