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Faint

Chapter X

Courtney's POV:

The poison spread like wildfire, consuming and choking everything in it's reach, including me.

At first, the small amount of toxins in the water was barely noticeable, so subtle you couldn't even tell that it was there. Only a few seconds later did the real effects take over, grasping onto every nerve cell in my body and harshly fracturing them.

I screamed at first, I wasn't even sure of what was happening until it was too late. the poison had already consumed majority of the water's volume, filling my prison with a poisonous aura. I was going to die in here, and I was starting to accept it.

The already once fiery liquid steamed again, giving off foul scents as the toxin absorbed into my pores, entering my bloodstream. It felt like liquid fire was running though my veins, with no way to dowse the vicious flames. I thrashed about, waving my limbs around awkwardly, only tiring them faster. My pulse quickened, and a pounding sensation erupted in the back of my scalp, quickly rotating to behind my watering eyes. There was a brief moment where I was blinded by the searing pain, unable to see and rely on vision, which alarmed me as much as the invasion of poison did.

After it past, i collapsed against the far wall, gasping in air. The poison was quickly leaching the energy out of my body, and my bones felt suddenly fragile. Everything hurt at once: my muscles were obviously strained from my thrashing, my joints cracking at odd angles, bones jelly-like and paralyzed. That was when I realized that i couldn't move.

I began to hyperventilate, erratically sucking in air in ragged gasps of pain, attempting to calm my shaking body. I felt myself slipping down the slippery wall, plunging into the toxic water. I managed t suck in a deep breath of dry air before I went under, and I continued to struggle to move my limbs. I blacked out after that, quickly regaining conscious, and swimming furiously to the surface, greedily breathing deeply. I spluttered out mouthfuls of frothy, foul water, that for some reason had a blackish tinge to it. Bubbles and foam embraced the edges of my chambers, circling me, giving off an eerie scene to this horror movie.

I leaned against the wall again, closing my tired eyes. I was so, so exhausted with this. So why both continue to fight? What was keeping my alive and conscious? i could easily slip under, maybe die without even knowing it. That would be nice. Would i visit that cliff again? Or would that be it?

Whatever happens, I'm ready for it. Life isn't worth living if it's full of torture and pain. I am ready to face the other side. I am ready to die.

"Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die
I can fear death no longer
I've died a thousand times

A wasteful universe
And we don't know our soul was
Emptiness inside our heads
But no one dares to dwell

Throw me to the flames
Watch me burn
Set my world ablaze
Watch me burn

How are we on a scale of one to ten?
You can tell me, what do you say?
Do you wanna talk about it?
How does that make you feel?

Have you ever took a blade to your wrists
Have you've been skipping meals
We're gonna try something new today
How does that make you feel?

Hold me close, don't let go, watch me
Hold me close, don't let go, watch me
Hold me close, don't let go, watch me

In this hospital for souls" ~ Bring Me the Horizon

Notes

Sadish chapter, but I really did enjoy writing it.
The song at the end is my new obsession, and I truly think you all should go listen to it if you haven't already heard it. Even if you don't like BMTH, i think this song is really powerful and speaks something.

Comments

wathever you want to do will be amazing

Emmaliee Emmaliee
6/18/15

I say just do whichever will make you happiest. Honestly I'll happily read it either way.

BVBfangirlqueen BVBfangirlqueen
6/18/15

@Gone_girl
Seeing the world isn't like looking at a set picture. It can be whatever you make of it. That's why we write, to create a new idea of the world. Life is an art. It can be difficult and painful and sometimes it's downright unbearable, but even in the darkest hour there are still little pieces of light; like when you sing along to your favorite song, or read a powerful story. Because those little splashes of dark and light turn out to be a beautiful piece of art in the end. On the subject of a book three, I'd say that the last thing I would want to do is inhibit your growth as a person, especially if it would mean reverting back to self-destructive habits. I think you should write whatever you want to write and it will be amazing because you've already proven yourself to be a great writer. You have an amazing gift and I can't wait to see what you come up with next.

:) you are amazing.

Emmaliee Emmaliee
6/8/15

@Emmaliee
I'm actually tearing up a little bit right now. That is incredibly sweet of you to say, especially since I only started this because I just enjoy writing, I never though people would like it like you guys do!

Just one thing though, none of you want to see the world like I do, because it isn't a pretty sight...

Gone_Girl Gone_Girl
6/8/15