The Mark of Three (Previously 'Marked by Three')

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

-Violet's POV-

I always thought death would be it. You close your eyes for the last time and take your last breath and its just darkness, nothing. No seeing a light, no heaven and no hell, no afterlife, no being reborn, we just return to the ashes we started from.

I had always wondered what it would be like, to die. My existence on this earth so far has been bleak, it was always somewhere on the back of my mind, often deep inside but still lingering. Every day at school when another kid would ram into my shoulder in the school corridors, the teachers would seemingly unfairly pick on me in front of the entire class. But the thing that hurt the most in my life was the little love, or better yet, the lack of love received from my parents. Not a single memory, no matter how hard or far back I try to remember, is there any ounce that my parents ever cared for me the way a parent should. There weren't any presents or smiles on my birthdays or Christmas, there was no shining proud eyes whenever I had accomplished anything either as a child or as I got older as a teen. No matter what I tried to be the best kid possible for my parents, it didn't make a difference. If positive things didn't get their attention, I tried negative, yet still they seemed to lack the emotion to care.

I wasn't truly alone, I had parents. But I was lonely. So lonely.

I was meant to turn 18 in two months, and graduate high school shortly after, and finally leave both hells in my life. I wasn't entirely sure on my plan on life after that point, so many big decisions when I barely even knew what I wanted at this age. That stupid age between child and adult, how do so many people just ease through that part in life is a question I'll never know the answers to.

But whatever I would have decided, I made sure I worked hard in school to make anything possible for myself. I didn't want anything holding me back, let alone something I could have controlled myself. I was ready to finally take control of my own life.

But I couldn't even do that. I didn't get to choose myself if I wanted to make a life for myself or take it away. I thought I had that power. Instead, some monster fooled me and ripped that choice that rightfully should have been mine, away.

I thought finally someone loved pathetic me.

I thought I finally had someone in my corner.

I thought someone could treat me differently for once in my life.

I thought I could mean something to someone.

Instead I got used. Fooled. Betrayed. How could I be so stupid?

I practically gave someone the power to take my one decision away from me. I'll never get to know if I wanted life. I'll never get to experience it.

I had to die knowing there's true monsters in this world. And once again, the universe found a way to hand me my last and worst hand of shitty luck.

I thought death was death. But somewhere in this darkness an eruption of sparks flared to life. First in one spot, and suddenly everywhere, taking over the bitter cold of the dark.

But yet still, the dark fought back hard, and eventually the cold returned and the sparks became a faint memory as darkness ruled once again.

A/N:

Sorry that these first chapters seem so short. They will get longer. I've made a few changes so a few things need to be cut, like this chapter. This chapter is new, none of this was in the old book, sorry that its only a small filler chapter.

If you guys like this, please vote! It's helping my motivation to keep writing, its been a few years and it's kinda odd getting back into the swing of things.

Sabrina <3