Gateway To Hell : Guardian

Chapter 4: Vale of Sorrow

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The whispers of the night's cool wind call to me from where I lay in my bed in this dystopia unto which I live in. In a world where everything that I see and feel are nothing more than bits and pieces of my mind's surreal world. This place where my hopes and dreams lie in beds of blood covered roses. They are lost and forgotten among the fruitless trees and stone dead angels that are cold and monumental statues in my graveyard of broken dreams.

These memories that were lost years ago lay here in an eternal slumber for the rest of my life and days in this place of my nightmares. A single tear slides down my cold cheek as I walk through the endless forest of my darkest dreams and haunting fears. I am so tired of being here surrounded by my childish fears from so many years ago from the torment that has haunted me. Even years cannot erase the thoughts of you from my mind. Your face haunts me the last bits of my sanity can't hold on to me for very long. I wish I could hold your hand but sadly my love for you is gone, you are already dead and gone from this world, you still have a hold of me and of my heart for forever. Long lost words whisper to me still I can't find out why I am still here in this world of broken hearts and broken dreams of my life. You are haunting me and I can smell the scent of your blood that spilled on the floor so many years of hurt and raping pain combined with the images of your death.

Those images have become a part of me they drive me on in this carnival of fears and sins. I try to kill the pain of losing you and I feel so ashamed to still care about what everyone thinks about me. I still want people to like me and I can't give in not yet even though I want to so very badly, it's like an addictive drug tainted with poison and mixed in an alcoholic drink. But I somehow stay stronger than I have ever thought possible before you were gone, I stay strong for only one person and that person is you.

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In a cool alley a young and attractive twenty-three year old female with dark brown hair and dazzling brown eyes that glowed a warm amber color in the bright lights of the city streets stood waiting there in the shadows under an old sign that read Starbucks in Las Vegas, Nevada. Her hair was long and reached down to the floor was pulled back into a ponytail. She wore a tight black leather dress that was daringly short coming only to her upper thigh. She stood there with her cell phone in her hand checking the time every few minutes while she stood there waiting for her famous secret admirer to make his first appearance. The cell phone rang and she quickly answered it saying “Hello?” the voice that spoke was the familiar voice of her secret admirer she recognized his voice instantly. “I’ll be there in a second” was all that he said then the phone call ended.

She looked around anxious to see who her secret admirer was just as she turned her head she caught site of her secret admirer. His stunning brown eyes, dark jet black hair , covered in tattoos and wearing the a classy smirk as he approached her war paint and all , and his stunningly hot body dressed in a classy black dress shirt  hid his dozens of  tattoos ,ripped black skinny jeans tore out at the knees cover his long legs. Finally to complete his outfit his mic in his back pocket he completed the picture perfect look of style and rock star high class. As he walked towards her with such desire for a night filled with the thrills of the rock star lifestyle and time to be spent with this one girl that had intrigued him from the day they first met years ago. He then uttered the three words that instantly made her become aware of who this person’s identity really was, those three words were “Hello Raven”.