She cuts a vein although it's much too dull
I say she's all alone
Fighting for redemption
I know little pain, a little lust
I lose myself at night to feel the rush
Of tearing my skin apart
Now take this sadness and close your eyes, love
-Aiden, We Sleep Forever
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He rushes up the stairs, he knows something's wrong. She never comes down for dinner anymore. He's only home visiting now. She's afraid, he knows. She's afraid of growing up, afraid of the responsibilities and freedoms that being an adult brings.
Peter Pan syndrome. Why does he have the sick urge to grin?
And he bursts into the bathroom only a moment too late, he knows. The moment she left, he could feel it in his stomach, in his head. In his heart.
She's kneeling in front of the toilet, feet and calves curved around the porcelain goddess, her back arched almost gracefully as her pale forehead rests against the bathroom sink and her black hair falls into her face. Her hazel eyes are closed, a small smile on her face. A sliver of silver lies centimeters from her ivory hand, a letter next to it, Imperviused to protect it from the puddle of blood that stains her jeans and surrounds her in a circle.
And all he can do is hold her lifeless form and cry, as both of their bodies are wracked with his dry, heaving sobs.
Why? He asks himself over and over again. Why?
Because it was never meant to be. Rationalization whispers in his ear, hers was one of those lives that seemed doomed to be cut short; whether by her own hand or someone else's was irrelevant.
AN: MWAHAHAAHAH, I own nothing but the highly angsty plot! :D
For the Fluffy Bunny challenge on HPFC. Mwahaha, I is evil! –evil grin- In my personal fanon, Lily Luna Potter is extremely depressed and suicidal, her issues ranging from anorexia to self-harm to this. (To read more about her see 'Moments'.)
Yep. :)