Evanescence Song Wake Me Up Inside Novels & Stories

It was time to leave… … Bianca woke up with a sudden jolt of panic. She had dreamed of me lying in a pool of blood, whispering over and over, "It hurts so much, Bianca…" After abruptly sitting up, she irritably ran a hand through her hair and glanced at the clock. It was 4:00 am. Almost against her will, she got out of bed and walked to my door. When she opened it, the room was empty. Frowning, she was about to leave when she caught sight of a sheet of paper on the desk. A sudden sense of unease rose in her chest.

What could I do to win her back, show I've changed? My eyes grew heavier, blinking slower as sleep crept in. Till my phone buzzed again. I frowned and reached for it, irritation prickling through my exhaustion. The screen lit up in my hand, the caller ID reading Unknown. I stared at it for a second before answering and lifting it to my ear. "Who is this?" I muttered, my voice rough with fatigue. "Hunter, it's Vincent Haven." My eyes flew open, and I sat up so fast the last traces of sleep vanished instantly.

I’m going to live the life you thought you were giving me, while you rot in hell. Black spots danced across my vision. The fire in my chest was turning into an icy vacuum, pulling my soul toward the floor. I could hear Marcus laughing in the distance, oblivious to the fact that his world was ending twenty feet away. I forced my eyes to stay open, forced my shattered nervous system to give me one last surge of defiance. I reached out, my fingers catching the hem of her dress, staining the bright yellow fabric with the dark smudge of my desperation. "Lurii," I rasped, the words tasting like copper and bile. My voice was a ghostly shadow of itself, but the promise behind it was absolute.

KAYLEEN I woke up with some knock. My heart beats faster again making me awake. I stood as fast as I could be heading to the door. Maybe it’s the guy from last night. Maybe he came back to check if he is right about what he thinks. I can’t hear a voice but I’m nervous. “It’s me,” Zeke’s voice calmed me a bit but before I unlock the last one, a thought suddenly barged inside my head. What if he is with cops? I stepped back and opened the only window I have in the room. It’s quite small but I can pass through it with my petite body. I also checked the outside, it’s not that deep to jump.

The moment I pulled the door to the passenger seat open, he quickly snatched something up and tucked it into his pocket. The fabric of a pair of lacy panties peeked out of his bulging pockets. I pretended I didn't see anything as I buckled my seatbelt. A few minutes after he started driving, a unique ringtone belonging to Elise echoed in the car. He glanced at me and declined the call, but then he began typing rapidly on the screen, an indulgent smile on his face. We drove by the hospital, but he had no plans to stop. "Elise said that she wanted breakfast from Ron's, but she was late and didn't get to line up," he said. "We have Band-Aids at home; you can use them."

The disappointment and bitterness gnawed at me, wearing me down. Still, the moment he saw me injured, it didn't matter how he tried to hide it, the sheer panic and worry on his face were unmistakable. "Carlee, don't be scared! I'm here!" His voice, mixed with the pounding rain, filtered through the shattered window, sending a chill down my spine. The smell of gasoline inside the car was getting stronger, and I had no idea when it might explode. Moreover, with the flash flood raging down the mountain, who knew if it would sweep through the road at the base?

Whenever drowsiness crept in, she would drive the sharp tip into her own thigh without hesitation. The agony jolted her awake instantly, cold sweat breaking across her forehead. Her thighs were now covered in wounds identical to the ones that had once marked mine. New scars layered over old ones, a horrifying sight. She believed that as long as she felt the pain I once endured—as long as she stayed awake—I would come back. "Cecelia, I'm not asleep. I'm awake. I've been awake the whole time." She muttered to the empty room. She opened the bottle of medicated oil, now half evaporated, and poured it over her festering wounds. The sting made her whole body tremble, but she smiled instead. "It wo

Kacey was desperate. "Then where do we go?" asked Kacey. "Trust me," I replied. "Huh?" Kacey gave up. "Okay." Kacey and I then went out of Clofus. I immediately imagined our night journey while the late DJ Avicii's Wake Me Up song played as the background. The sound of country rhythm guitar strings opened the song's intro. Then, followed by a more energetic beat. Avici: [Feeling my way through the darkness. Guided by a beating heart. I can't tell where the journey will end. But I know where to start …]

Wake up feel the air that I'm breathin' I can't explain this feeling that I'm feelin' I won't go another day without you Annoyed by the song his phone is playing now, Vince would have pressed the next button for another song to play... I know it feels like no one's around But baby you're wrong Just get rid of that fear Promise that I'm here, I'll never be gone So baby come with me We can fly away and we can watch the stars shine And baby you can be my love, oh Wake up feel the air that I'm breathin'

All those moments I'd held dear for seven years. I've learned that when heartbreak reaches its peak, the pain in your chest goes numb. All that's left is a hollow, bone-deep emptiness. I turned calmly and walked away with my suitcase. My phone buzzed. It was a message from the wedding planner. [Mr. Duggan, Miss Clayman just confirmed the removal of the photo wall. Also, the vows have been revised with Dylan's input. Are you still certain you want to cancel the wedding?] I stared at the screen, then smiled faintly. I typed back: [Yes.]