lovelylucretia
05-28-2008, 04:31 PM
Peter stumbled down the sidewalk at the fastest pace he could manage in a hospital gown and a humongous white coat that a doctor would wear. The whole time he kept crashing into frightened people who glowered at him. But Peter ignored them as he continued to run. He looked at his wristwatch watching the tiny third hand fly past number after number. Then, with a deep breath, Peter would push himself to run faster at least until he came up to a tall building. He charged in side stumbling up the steps constantly tripping and slamming into the step before him.
Once again, Peter fell forward trying to look at his wristwatch and suddenly he just stopped as the minute hand hit twelve and the hour hand hit six. He looked up with tears surfacing in his eyes before he stood up and walked the rest of the way upstairs. Slowly, he staggered through a door onto the roof when his eyes widened and saw Isabella standing at the building’s edge. He opened his mouth but nothing came out as Isabella watched a rose fall to the ground. Then she moved one foot off the building into the air and it lingered there for a few seconds. Peter opened his mouth again but still nothing came out so he ran forward grabbing onto Isabella just as her other foot left the building’s edge.
Isabella fell toward the ground as Peter fell flat against the building grabbing onto her hands. She looked straight into his eyes as he held her there. “…Peter…” she whispered through a heavy, tearful voice. Peter just laid there holding onto her hands, their fingers were intertwined as they continued to look into each other’s moist eyes. “No! No! Peter…” Tears plummeted down Isabella’s cheeks as her hands slowly started to slip away but Peter still braced them. “Peter!”
Breathing deeply, Peter struggled to his knees pulling on Isabella. Slowly, he began to pull her back onto the building. Except he lost his brace on one of Isabella’s hands. Screaming she fell into an awkward position falling toward the ground again; pulling Peter forward back onto his stomach as he held onto her other hand.
“I’m-I’m…sorry…Peter…I-I…s-so, so sorry,” gasped Isabella through her tears, “I thought…I thought…Peter…I-I…you-you were…Peter!” She pulled her other hand around grabbing onto his wrist as he held her there. “…Peter…” Isabella wrapped her fingers underneath his wristwatch. Then she released his hand grabbing onto his wrist. Once again, Peter attempted to pull her back onto the building. “…Peter…no…I’m-I’m…sorry…I-I thought…you…Peter…you-you…Peter, you-you died. How…the doctors…did they…how are y-y…Peter…I’m-I’m…so-so…how did they…Peter…you-you die…”
“Shut up!” shouted Peter as he continued his attempt to pull her back onto the building. “Just shut up, Bells!” Gritting his teeth, he managed to stand up still pulling on Isabella but her hands slowly slipped down on his arm. She once again, gripped the wristwatch trying to put an effort in lifting herself. Isabella came closer and closer to the edge. She looked at the face of the watch watching the one hand count the seconds. “Bells, I-I…I love you, Bells.”
Isabella managed to smile looking into his eyes as Peter put out his other hand. She released one hand from his watch, reaching out to grab onto his other hand but before she could grab onto his hand the watch just broke and she plummeted toward the ground. Peter lunged forward, remaining on the building as he shot out a hand trying to grab a hold over her again. Their fingertips brushed against each other but Peter was never able to grip her hand again. Isabella plummeted to the ground as he stood there lying there with both hands hanging in the air. Teardrops fell off his face like small droplets of rain. He continued to lie there for a few seconds looking down at the sidewalk where Isabella hit. She laid there unmoving, all twisted around in a grotesque mess.
Instantly, Peter leapt to his feet racing down the staircase again. He fell to his knees beside Isabella grabbing onto her hand. Still her fingers were wrapped around the broken wristwatch. Gently, Peter pulled the watch free looking through the shattered glass at the time. The tiny third hand continued to move from number to number never stopping.
Once again, Peter fell forward trying to look at his wristwatch and suddenly he just stopped as the minute hand hit twelve and the hour hand hit six. He looked up with tears surfacing in his eyes before he stood up and walked the rest of the way upstairs. Slowly, he staggered through a door onto the roof when his eyes widened and saw Isabella standing at the building’s edge. He opened his mouth but nothing came out as Isabella watched a rose fall to the ground. Then she moved one foot off the building into the air and it lingered there for a few seconds. Peter opened his mouth again but still nothing came out so he ran forward grabbing onto Isabella just as her other foot left the building’s edge.
Isabella fell toward the ground as Peter fell flat against the building grabbing onto her hands. She looked straight into his eyes as he held her there. “…Peter…” she whispered through a heavy, tearful voice. Peter just laid there holding onto her hands, their fingers were intertwined as they continued to look into each other’s moist eyes. “No! No! Peter…” Tears plummeted down Isabella’s cheeks as her hands slowly started to slip away but Peter still braced them. “Peter!”
Breathing deeply, Peter struggled to his knees pulling on Isabella. Slowly, he began to pull her back onto the building. Except he lost his brace on one of Isabella’s hands. Screaming she fell into an awkward position falling toward the ground again; pulling Peter forward back onto his stomach as he held onto her other hand.
“I’m-I’m…sorry…Peter…I-I…s-so, so sorry,” gasped Isabella through her tears, “I thought…I thought…Peter…I-I…you-you were…Peter!” She pulled her other hand around grabbing onto his wrist as he held her there. “…Peter…” Isabella wrapped her fingers underneath his wristwatch. Then she released his hand grabbing onto his wrist. Once again, Peter attempted to pull her back onto the building. “…Peter…no…I’m-I’m…sorry…I-I thought…you…Peter…you-you…Peter, you-you died. How…the doctors…did they…how are y-y…Peter…I’m-I’m…so-so…how did they…Peter…you-you die…”
“Shut up!” shouted Peter as he continued his attempt to pull her back onto the building. “Just shut up, Bells!” Gritting his teeth, he managed to stand up still pulling on Isabella but her hands slowly slipped down on his arm. She once again, gripped the wristwatch trying to put an effort in lifting herself. Isabella came closer and closer to the edge. She looked at the face of the watch watching the one hand count the seconds. “Bells, I-I…I love you, Bells.”
Isabella managed to smile looking into his eyes as Peter put out his other hand. She released one hand from his watch, reaching out to grab onto his other hand but before she could grab onto his hand the watch just broke and she plummeted toward the ground. Peter lunged forward, remaining on the building as he shot out a hand trying to grab a hold over her again. Their fingertips brushed against each other but Peter was never able to grip her hand again. Isabella plummeted to the ground as he stood there lying there with both hands hanging in the air. Teardrops fell off his face like small droplets of rain. He continued to lie there for a few seconds looking down at the sidewalk where Isabella hit. She laid there unmoving, all twisted around in a grotesque mess.
Instantly, Peter leapt to his feet racing down the staircase again. He fell to his knees beside Isabella grabbing onto her hand. Still her fingers were wrapped around the broken wristwatch. Gently, Peter pulled the watch free looking through the shattered glass at the time. The tiny third hand continued to move from number to number never stopping.