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She would have missed the blade if I hadn't come. If I had stayed put like I was supposed to, she would have killed him, just in time. She would have lived if I hadn't distracted her. She would have missed the blade. Now, she is lying in my arms, blood gushing from the wound across her heart. The ghost of her last smile still etched on her face. The relief of not having to trudge through this wretched life any more. I put my head on her chest and began rocking back and forth.
"London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down. London bridge is falling down, my fair lady." I sang softly.
I was covered in her warm, sticky, crimson, pungent smelling blood now. But I didn't care. After everything that has happened now. I was used to blood. All of a sudden, laughter started bubbling inside of me. Still rocking back and forth, I started quietly giggling. Then my laughter grew, and grew. I started laughing like mad, tilting my head back to the blue moon. I laughed loud and hard.
"It's my entire fault!" I bellowed into the night. I couldn't stop laughing. "IT'S ALL MY FAULT!" I screamed. Then my laughter stopped. It stopped as quickly as it came. I buried my face into her soft, silver hair and began singing again.
"Take the keys and lock her up, lock her up, lock her up. Take the keys and lock her up, my fair lady." I sang, with a demented grin on my face.
I placed my fingers on her eyelids and slid them closed. She would have missed the blade if I hadn't come. I threw my head back and let out a wail that would wake the dead from their never-ending slumber. A wail filled with all of the grief, sorrow, hatred, bloodlust, and insanity that I have kept inside for almost all of my life. It all finally came out. I wailed louder than I ever had before. I screamed as I was swallowed up by the bone-chilling black night. A night of no stars.
Hey. I was writing in my journal filled with thousands of stories I have written, and this just came out. I always write what's on my mind, so it's not hard at all to write these things. Please comment, I would love to hear all of the things you think. I guarantee all of your suggestions will help my greatly in the future. –
Tricky