Her shoulder brushes mine as she passes, she is crying.. as am I..As the sent of her passes, I feel the earth beneath my feet crumble, I fall. My eyes wide, and wet, my mind is screaming words I wish I could say, but nothing comes out. She went in the house.
As I sit in my sorrows I put my hand to my side only to find a knife left there. My fingers dance on its metal surface, colliding the teeth with my delicate skin. I bring it up to my face, studying it I see blood, and its fresh, dripping from the tip. That's when I notice them, cuts on my arm, deep and ragged, almost to deep for me... but they wernt there before... only after she ... passed.. me..
I get up, pulling my self from my fertile form, Brocken and deathly. I slowly make my way to the door and step up on the steps. My body is weak, and im feeling heavy... My arms drenched in blood, knife still in hand.
The door opens willingly for me to enter, and I step in. The house has a uneasy felling to it, as if, there was a unspoken presents living in it watching every step you take. There she is... standing smiling, with a goofy look on her face.
My arm fly upward, knife pointing at her. I start stabbing at the emptiness in front of me, and walking forward, seeing if I should end it for both of us... "no more pain please" I say as I gain speed. But im stoped but glass... I cant touch her... she is still smiling and looking at me. "I love you"
I start stabbing at the glass, trying to break it, she just smiles watching as if I was doing this for fun. Suddenly pain come across my face.. I feel numb, and hot... My hand wanders toward my face, there is blood. I fall to the ground and grip at the knife in my hand, feeling th gashes in my face open more oozing blood.
She just pass's me... not a word to be said...
She leaves me there to cry...
She leaves me to DIE...