Kessie, Sanna, Aler, Bale. Denny and Jester (C) me (Dr.Pepper199*LP4ever*)
Prolouge
"I tried so hard to save him..."
"Sanna..."
"Please you guys just let Denny and I be alone..."
Aler leaned over to Sanna's shoulder as she lay on her mate Denny.
"Sanna. That's not Denny. Not anymore."
"I think I would know my own mate."
"Denny's gone."
"He said he loved me and I never got a chance to respond. Isn't that just the most pathetic piece of crap you've ever heard?!" Sanna cried. She broke down and began sobbing in Denny's kneck laying next to him.
No one including myself bothered to help her. After a few minutes Bale stepped next to her and propped her gently on his back.
Chapter 1
Now I know how Sanna feels. Right when you feel happy with your life and who you are... something goes wrong. It's something no one on this Earth can explain. Many have tried and failed.
I'm not saying love will make your life go wrong. It should make you forever thankful. At the same time you can possibly have regrets. You need time to find out if you should take a risk with sweet sacrifice. It could result in the weight of the world all on you.
I wish I could say so much more... But, I dissapeared.
-
I finally awake.
Where was I?
"I must be dreaming." I whispered.
There infront of me stood... Jester and Denny.
"Denny? JESTER!?" I shouted.
My love nodded slowly.
Denny had died almost a year ago.
Jester died a day ago. Or have I been dead longer than that?
Or am I not dead?
Jester nuzzled me slowly as Denny smiled at me.
"Where am I?" I asked.
"Kessie you are stuck in between life and death. You can choose to be stuck here... FOREVER! Or you can give in to the faith you have to live for the wrest of your life." Denny explained.
I nodded slowly.
I wanted to be with Jester... But, that wasn't right. It should be right! It just wasn't though.
-
I took a short nap.
I woke to Jester's beautiful crisp eyes.
"Choose..." He whispered.
All I could do was nuzzle his kneck.
Many hours passed. And I made my decision.
"I'm leaving." I said independtly.
"It isn't like that Kessie." Jester said.
"Huh?" I was confused. I made my decision. Now I can't accomplish that?
Chapter 2
"You have to realize what you've done..." Denny says.
"Comitted suicide." Jester adds.
I blush looking down at my paws.
"I did not!" I spit back.
I jumped off a cliff! I'm not dead!
I feel a presence I knew all to well.
"Mom?"
My mother had died less than a month ago.
We never kept good contact at all.
We circle around each other, our hearts full of anger against each other.
"You shouldn't be here!" She growls.
I shake my head. "Neither should you."
I turn away leaving my mother standing there silently.
I sensed her rushing toward me.
She nuzzled me tight.
"You are anything but ordinary." Mom whispered in my ear.
I knew that was an apology. We had a fight week before she died. Mom's harsh last words to me were, you grow, leave me, and come back for me to find out that you are no more than ordinary! The words went into me like a train.
I sit back down with Denny and Jester.
"Kessie.... you're choosing to stay yourself! You're deciding to stay." Denny says.
"I DON'T WANT TO!" I growl, beginning to pace.
"Listen.... I fought and I fought hard. But than I thought.... ya know what's really the point?" I say.
Jester nods. "Exactly."
Tears begin to come in my eyes.
"My love.... I expect an apology."
Chapter 3
Jester's words confuse me to no end.
"Huh?"
"You need to apologize for all the bad things you've done lately."
I breath in and out. "Okay..... I'm sorry for commiting suicide. I'm sorry for hating my mother. I'm sorry for not helping Sanna in her time of need." Those words make Denny tear up. "I'm sorry for ignoring my friends. And.... I'm sorry for..... Not having faith in you Jester."
Chapter 4
A see a white light. Nothing else. A realize I'm covered in wounds that cry for the grave.
I fall to the floor. I black out.
-
I'm laying on the cliff that now feels like nothingness to me. I feel okay.
I can breath.
See what happens to Kessie next in Fallen Series Book 3: Imaginary
Coming Soon to Balto Source!
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