30 September 2009
Woah.
08 April 2009
Still Waiting
Prologue
The irony was undeniable. There I lay, gasping for breath, on the verge of death mere months after I found out that I was an immortal. In a couple years, a situation like this would be laughable, once I gained full immortality. I could feel my body trying to heal, but it wasn’t matured enough yet.
If only I was a year older, a year stronger, maybe that would be enough to keep me alive. Maybe that would be enough to allow me to see Leo again.
But I was too young. I was dying.
My enemy, though enemy hardly seemed the appropriate word, stood over me watching me suffer. Hoping that once I died, my immortality might be up for grabs.
I wanted to be brave enough, strong enough. I wasn’t ready for this. I knew Leo wasn’t ready for this either. I knew what losing me would do to him.
All I could see was Leo. I couldn’t let him hurt.
The grin of my enemy and the crushing weight of my own body told me the end was close.