A Sad Ending

All I remember leading up to that moment was the scream. The scream and the crowd circling around her. My best friend. When I heard the scream I shoved my way through the now large crowd, only to find her laying at the center with a knife wound to her side. I rushed to her, not thinking, and cradled her in my lap holding her head in one arm and using the other to put pressure on the wound. Tears blurred her eyes as she let out a weakened groan of pain. I looked frantically through the crowd, searching for some glimmer of hope, yet no one met my wide scared eyes.

"Somebody please help! Please! Help her!", I cried out, "Call for help! Please someone save her!"

Yet no one did. Their eyes lifeless and dull. Vacant. As if they were just empty hollow shells of people. Soulless. Dead. Only figures standing against the grey sky. They just starred at me, yet it seemed as though they couldn't see me. I was brought back to my senses as my soul friend tried to speak. I starred down at her in agony, i couldn't lose her. She opened her mouth to try and say something, but the only sound that escaped her lips was a weak choking sound and a few inaudible words.

I held her tighter and said, "No shut up! Don't speak! You're going to be okay! You're going to be okay..."

Her eyes softened as she reached up with her pale cold hand and touched my cheek. Shaking, I grasped her hand with mine and held it tightly, fearing that if I was to ever let go, she would disappear. She once again opened her mouth and spoke, her voice was soft and weak. She held our gaze and said, "You..will always be...my..best friend..." Her hand went limp and the light from her beautiful green eyes slowly faded as she breathed her last breath. The rapid rise and fall of her chest stopped. My vision blurred with tears.

"No..." I said softly, "No."

I threw my head back and let out a chilling wail of agony that seemed to echo up to the gathering clouds, darkened with rain.

"NOOOOOOO! PLEASE NO!"

I let out another wail of despair. How was I going to go on? How could I live without her? My best friend. My soul friend. I couldn't take the sad looks from everybody I would walk past in school. The teachers crying for both her and myself. Missing her and crying for how lost i would become. No. I couldn't take the constant reminder of how alone I would become. No. No. No. So I released her cold lifeless hand and reached into my pocket, my fingers touched the familiar cold steel. I pulled the knife out and opened it. Revealing a shining silver blade. My calm hand put it to my heart. I looked down at her one last time. Her pale skin glowing with a beautiful radiance. I sorrowfully smiled and looked up at the grey sky. Not noticing the light drizzle of cold rain. I closed my weary eyes and put pressure on the blade. Then it was over. My pain. My agony. My life. All over. I never even got to say goodbye to her.