I never thought it would happen this way… lying on the ground, blood pooling around me, with no sense of hope left in any fibre of my body.
Okay, well maybe that was a lie. Right in the beginning, I thought maybe something like this could happen… maybe. But after that life was too good. Too good to be true at least.
And now I am sprawled out, lying here in pure pathetic remorse as I watched the lake around me get bigger and bigger. I knew it wasn't right to end it this way. I knew I shouldn't be doing this, and it was the lowest I could get. And I know this may sound melodramatic, but it didn't matter now –what was I without him? He was truly my other half. And I was broken without him in this world.
I smiled as I felt my conscious flicker.
It would be over soon. I would no longer have to feel this pain that was constantly engulfing my entire being.
But just before I closed my eyes, through the cloudiness I saw someone's, other than my own, reflection in the sheeny, pearl life-giving liquid that was slowly being leaking out from many large slashes everywhere.
My angel's face. My angel's frantic, furious, beautiful face –most likely another hallucination, though nice to see before I was gone for good.
Suddenly I felt someone's hands grab a hold of me and shake me, squeeze me… I faintly heard a sob.
There was nothing anyone could do now.
So I smiled. And I drifted.
Hey guys, it's me the evil person who made that awful ending n.n" (BTW, this is the sequel to Paramour, so if you haven't red Paramour you most likely won't understand, so go to my profile page and find it ;D)… anyway, yah I know it was awful. But the chapters ahead are worth it, though I think what's going to happen is very, very weak. I won't say anymore, but I guarantee it gets better so read read read and sorry for that horrific ending. Love ya!
-jesca