I sat on my bed, staring at the far wall of the dark room. I tried to remember happier times, with him, at Dalton, with my family. But no such memories came forward. The all stuck to the back of my mind, trying hard to remain sealed away from plain sight. The wind howeld restlessly behind the window panes, signalling that it was almost time. All light had dissapated from the room and I was left to stare into the darkness.
How much do I want this?
Heavy branches crashed against the glass and I found myself mesmorised by the sound. It was much different than anything I'd heard before. I'd always lived in such a happy world, where everything was bright and beautiful. But not anymore.
Too much. How much do I need this?
Loud knocks on the door were left unheard by my ears, they instead tuned in to the rustling coming from the small cage by the desk. It chirped a few times, as if telling me not to go ahead with it. Ignoring its incoherant pleas, I turned with tear hazed eyes to the form lying on the mattress next to me.
Far too much. When?
I ran my orbs over his body, taking in every detail from his cold porcelin flesh, to the deflated quiff of his hair. He was so beautiful. Gorgues, even.
Now. I need to be with him again.
Picking up the pocket-knife from the bed-side table, I glared down at it, suddenly not sure what I should do with it.
But I already know.
Taking one final, stuttering breath, I drove the blade down past my collar bone, giving it a direct flight straight into my already broken heart.
And I'm with him now - through death...
A/N: Dedicated to a GREAT friend: Niamh Sumner :) Hope you enjoyed this little shot of angst ^^ Read and Review please! Poppy :)