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Author: tomgirl
Fiction Rated: T - English - Drama/Tragedy - Reviews: 2 - Published: 07-31-08 - Updated: 08-23-08 - id:2553117

A/N: So against my better judgment I posted the preface and I'll be posting chapter one of this story. So if someone could just tell me what they think of the preface and ch. 1; if I should continue or if I should do some more editing on it. I would appreciate it.


Preface

I’ve never been one for love. People just come in and out of my life; I never expect anyone to stay but I always expect them to leave. This taught me how cold a heart can truly become. I never believed stories of people who became frozen once broken hearted, I never understood, so how can I believe something I don’t understand? But as I got older I never noticed how hard I’ve been pushing people away; how I can just walk away with no second thought.

But something unexpected happened. I read that letter from Handel, and everything changed. An overpowering feel to protect the one person that taught me what it was like to love; who taught me how safe someone’s arms can be; and who wasn’t afraid to take me for who I am.

Now standing in the powering rain with the gun only three inches from my face I know I’ve done something right. If I have to die, then I’ll die knowing that the two people who love me the most can live peaceful lives. If I’m dead, Handel will go away, never to bother them again. Was I afraid to die? Yes, I was terrified. Am I going to turn around and run? Never. I can’t back down now. They need me to do this.

Thunder roared and lightening pierced the sky as the rain began to fall like hail upon me. Even though it was summer, there was cold wind blowing everywhere, but I didn’t feel it. Not because I have my jacket on, but because my blood was racing.

But what happened next horrified me. Turning around hearing the scream coming from someone I love, and seeing a familiar figure walking into a trap.

Everything happened so fast. It wasn’t until the gun went off that I felt the coldness.



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