The terrible pain had started to settle, for moments ago the church was filled while anguish and howling terror. The blood splotches had now stained several of the sparkling white and golden yellow flowers.
I lay in the grass, the small hole in the roof shining on the lone spot. 'Sun should help heal' she says.
I clasp my hand at my horrible, oozing wound. Tears held in tight. Sure Aerith had seen me cry before, but this was different, Im supposed to be strong, invincible! Not feel pain, but feel hurt.
My heart beats furiously, my head pulsing from the continous screams. I wince as the breeze brushes the blades of grass against my wound.
She opens her eyes to reveal green crystal orbs. That sparkle in the sliver of light. She glances at the bloodstain on her white dress, and frowns, disappointed. She instantly looks up when I sigh enthusiasticly. And smiles, I weakly smile back, as she caresses my fingers. I flinch when she touhes the wound.
The pain comes back and I let one lone tear roll down my cheek. Aerith sees and sits up instantly, I shift my upwards. And she hugs me from behind, comfortingly. She assuringly smiles as we rock back and forth. Her arms across my shoulders, as I pull my head down facing my crossed legs.
I sniffle lightly, letting out the rest of the tears. Gravity pulls the downward, leaving dark spot on my uniform. When it starts to rain, we both know; today is a sad day...because...
I gotta paper cut.