Odette Sat Oct 20, 2012 7:27 am(Oh gosh I'm being soo morbid! :O seriously FORGIVE ME!!! I had to write this......besides I love delicious angst. WARNINGS: Thoughts of Suicide)
Odette couldn't handle it anymore...all the stress, the unhappiness had built up to this moment. She had tried once before but all thanks to someone interefering she hadn't been able to succeed. She entered her room and looked around herself for what would be the last time before she looked out at the window at the sunset...ironic how something so beautiful could precede something so tragic. She sighed and touched her stomach, "I'm sorry I'm not strong enough." She whispered softly to the children she would never know nor give birth too. Maybe she was being selfish but life had given her enough distress and she was sick and tired of all she had undergone. Michael's angry reaction to her being pregnant had been the last straw and truly was the final nail in her own coffin. However she didn't blame him for his words in fact she understood his reasoning. Maybe that was why she was somehow able to justify the fact that she was willing to die. She knew she wasn't completely mentally stable...anyone who had endured the things she had would probably have been the same or worse. She took out the rope she had from her assassin's gear and started working on the hangman's noose...it would be far quicker then bleeding out all over the floor and besides that less messy. She kept her thoughts blank as she worked and looked at the task in front of her with dark eyes. A sudden whimper left her throat and suddenly she was crying. The rope slipped from numb fingers and landed on the floor with a light thud but Odette paid it no mind. Countless tears fell as she curled up into a ball on her bed and gave voice to sobs...all the pain, the sadness finally hit her. How she had survived this long on pure will alone was beyond her...she was such a coward. She looked blankly at the rope on the floor and bit her lip as she studied it. Oh how she wanted to just finish it....after all life wasn't worth living...not when you were only living half a life. Her hand landed on her stomach...all because she was pregnant. She was tired...tired of the heartache, the distress but most of all the heart break...her heart was always being broken. Once when she was younger she had dreamed of a prince who would rescue her from her plight but she had had to grow up and rescue herself...with someone's aid of course. Just the mere memory of him made her bottom lip start to tremble again, "I'm such a coward." she whispered and turned away from the half made noose on the floor before she she slowly fell asleep...maybe not today but another day...
Odette couldn't handle it anymore...all the stress, the unhappiness had built up to this moment. She had tried once before but all thanks to someone interefering she hadn't been able to succeed. She entered her room and looked around herself for what would be the last time before she looked out at the window at the sunset...ironic how something so beautiful could precede something so tragic. She sighed and touched her stomach, "I'm sorry I'm not strong enough." She whispered softly to the children she would never know nor give birth too. Maybe she was being selfish but life had given her enough distress and she was sick and tired of all she had undergone. Michael's angry reaction to her being pregnant had been the last straw and truly was the final nail in her own coffin. However she didn't blame him for his words in fact she understood his reasoning. Maybe that was why she was somehow able to justify the fact that she was willing to die. She knew she wasn't completely mentally stable...anyone who had endured the things she had would probably have been the same or worse. She took out the rope she had from her assassin's gear and started working on the hangman's noose...it would be far quicker then bleeding out all over the floor and besides that less messy. She kept her thoughts blank as she worked and looked at the task in front of her with dark eyes. A sudden whimper left her throat and suddenly she was crying. The rope slipped from numb fingers and landed on the floor with a light thud but Odette paid it no mind. Countless tears fell as she curled up into a ball on her bed and gave voice to sobs...all the pain, the sadness finally hit her. How she had survived this long on pure will alone was beyond her...she was such a coward. She looked blankly at the rope on the floor and bit her lip as she studied it. Oh how she wanted to just finish it....after all life wasn't worth living...not when you were only living half a life. Her hand landed on her stomach...all because she was pregnant. She was tired...tired of the heartache, the distress but most of all the heart break...her heart was always being broken. Once when she was younger she had dreamed of a prince who would rescue her from her plight but she had had to grow up and rescue herself...with someone's aid of course. Just the mere memory of him made her bottom lip start to tremble again, "I'm such a coward." she whispered and turned away from the half made noose on the floor before she she slowly fell asleep...maybe not today but another day...
