My head spun; it was like a hive of bees pestered around my brain, attempting to stab it. My blond eyelashes filtered out the overwhelming light that blared through the curtains. "Fuck... I guess that wasn't a dream; I'm back at the beginning."
An echoing beep rang through out the small space that housed the couch I was laying on. I let out a piecing groan as I sat up, my palm pressing tightly on my head. Taking a deep breath, I muttered a slew of profanities that enriched the mellow apartment. "Not far enough, it seems; I'm still living in this dump."
My eyes shadowed themselves in a gloomy fog that swept across the room. It felt as though the TV that sat Infront of me, resting on the coffee table, was wispy, almost as if it could slip through my hands at any second.
With a deep breath, I stood up, my shoulders slightly slumped; my posture as bad as ever. Taking in the bitter scent that flew through out my small, studio apartment, I couldn't help but let out a a forlorn smile. This was it, the chance to try and change everything...
My smile didn't last more than a micro second as the bet flashed through my mind. "Fuck! How am I supposed to mentor someone when I don't even know who or where they are? Not that it'll matter, anyways; it's not like they'll make any significant choices."
My feet landed on the ice cold, wooden flooring causing my eyes to drift toward the ice that had yet to melt from the window. "Even with my help, this new person will fail just like I did; The power to control time isn't what its made out to be, anyway."
My subconscious seemed to lead me to the sizzling coffee pot as a small amount of said liquid flowed over the lid; it looked almost like that of the trickling of time - flimsy and frail, almost like no one was meant to be in control of it.
"I can't believe I almost forgot about coffee." I could feel my eyes slightly lift at the sight of the black sap, tears stinging my eyes. "It feels as if eons have passed since we ran out of the damn thing."
As I began reaching for a white mug with the picture of silver eyed girl, my mind finally registered the hum of the old AC unit that teetered on its last breaths. "God, I missed all of this..." The atmosphere gained an almost sinister tint to it. "Ha, I guess this really is just a twisted game of God's."
Getting lost in thought, the mug slipped from my hand, shattering across the black flooring; my heart stopped. Everything became mute as I watched the pale skin of the young girl on the shattered fragments, and as my breathing became ragged, I clenched my fists. "You've got to be shitting me..." The statement came out in a hushed whisper.
I took a breath, attempting to compose myself, but my gasps drug on in harsh pants; I could feel my heart pound. "It's fine; it doesn't matter-"
Blood flowed down my bottom lip as my straight teeth dug into the inside of it, scratching across ball-like saliva glands that pushed into my tongue. "It's just a coffee cup, what use is it..." The words forced themselves out of my hushed voice, almost like a shout.
My knees grew weak as darkness seemed to ebb at the edges of my vision; the world spun, and I collapsed onto the shards of the shattered ceramic. I could feel the sharp - almost knife-like - chips dig into my shins, causing blood to rip into a puddle of crimson.
Bleak darkness shone off of the prickly particles, but I paid it no mind. The stiffness of the air protruded into my lungs as the body that housed my soul collapsed in on itself; my arms slammed against the larger scraps of the mug while blood began gushing out of my palms.
With that, everything went dark. The arms that pushed against the chilly ground shuttered to a collapse that shoved my cheek into one of the larger shards of glass. The curved shape carved a hole into the soft, thin skin, and pain shot through my world.
A scream attempted to loosen itself from my bleeding mouth, only to be denied by the sinister taint that pressured my chest. My eyes, dark as they were, bulged out - begging for the air that failed to escape my lungs.
While the pain begged to consume me, a knock on the door wrang me from my stupor. My fist collided with the floor as light, once again, returned; pushing myself up, I yanked the large shard out of my cheek and made my way, silently, toward the door.
Containing the madness that begged to breach its cell, I took a glace through the peephole to the midnight door. A young woman with green eyes and freckles stood there, waving her hips; I could almost fee the hum she was no doubt singing.
I sighed. "What do you want?!"
"Lu, Its me, Sona - Noah's sister!" She yelled through the door.
A gut retching memory sprawled back, almost as if to hit me in the stomach. My hand froze, shaking at the doorhandle; no words would leave my bloody mouth. I could only stand there in a muted shock that threatened to consume my existence.
"Lu~" Her voice carried on in a singsong manner. "I know your in there; open the door before I do it myself."
Still shocked frozen, I stood there, my heart beating out of my chest. No words could describe the shear and utter painful bliss I felt. Standing on the other side of that door was none other than the woman of my dreams...
Not a second later, the door shot open, banging against my nose. My head flung back, driving my body to the floor. "Oh, no - Lu, are you okay?" Her worried voice seemed to echo about the dark chasm that was my home.
My body heavy, I lifted my head - our eyes meeting. "How's it going?" I was barely able to get out before tears gushed out my eyes, mixing with the blood from my cheek.
"Lu-" Her worried, hushed voice coiled around my heart in a way indescribable. "Oh, God, are you okay?"
As her hand reached down in an attempt of comfort, my arms went up, dragging her into a deep hug; with her body pressed against mine, I brought my bleeding lips to meet her rosy red ones. "Sona, I love you."
The young woman's worry melted into the kiss as her hands trailed my body. Before anything could go any further, though, she pushed away. "N-no, You-you're hurt, and - and - we broke up already..."
A knife found its way to my heart as her voice became that of a frantic worry. My smile faded, and I gave up, allowing everything to go black.
I had lost the woman I had promised my life to.