This is my first submission to this site, and I am honestly very nervous with posting this. However, I cannot let fear take over my mind. This isn't really what you can expect from me, I just can't write good in first person when it's from an OC's point of view. I hope that people like it anyway, although it's not brilliant. I tried to make it as emotional as possible.
I spoke to myself. I prayed to myself. I hoped to myself. None of it worked. None of it could bring you back to life.
As I hold you here, I stare at your lifeless face. Did Arceus really rain his judgment on you?
You're not breathing. You're not crying with me. You're not here.
Dried blood coated your chest. My vision fogged. Was this really happening...?
My dear love, please speak to me. Tell me it isn't true! You cannot be gone...
I felt salty water run down my face. Never have I mourned in my life.
It hurts. The sight of your eyes locked by the seal of death brought a pang of indescribable pain to my heart. My breaths were uneven, as I could not even speak. Words could not describe the horror and devastation. Keeping you close, I cried out.
"Why?"
Memories flashed back into my head. You picked me up when I had fallen and had lost hope. You told me that I was not what they thought I was. Timidly, you held me close. What was that warm feeling that I felt? Why was my face painted red by this feeling?
I cringed. Voices echoed in my head.
She's dead. She's dead. She's dead.
Tightening my jaw, I tried to fight back the flood. "No, it can't be so," I cried, holding you as close as possible. My breaths kept staggering, and I kept speaking to myself. Was that really so...?
"Don't leave me." I managed to mutter. "Tessie, you can't leave me here. Y-you can't."
There was no response. I felt myself stiffen. Sirens wailed in the background, the same way my heart did.
"Don't do this to me, please, Tessie, don't go..." I remembered the sure look she gave me before she left. Her voice echoed.
"I'll be fine..."
"I love you."
I tried to feel for a pulse. There was nothing.
Nothing.
She's gone.
In dismay, I stared down at her. Where are those beautiful ruby eyes? Where is that caring soul? Where is the love I know...?
I lowered my head. There was not much time left. This was my last moment with her, and I knew it very well. My vision became unclear yet again. "Tessie...!" I muttered.
Something tapped me on the shoulder, and I looked back, almost about to stare in hostility.
I calmed when I noticed it was a police officer.
"Sir, we must advise you to leave in order for us to investigate."
No, you can't take her from me.
"...B-but what about-" I trailed off.
"She'll have a proper burial once the evidence is collected."
Yes, it's supposed to stop short like that. Oh, the angst. Review if you like, now I must figure out more about this site... Oh boy.