It had been 5 days since I let day I let her slip right though my fingers. The day she'd fell down, down, day god made sure I'd never see her day.
It had been 10 days since her feuneral. The day everyone relized that it was no lie, that she was truly gone. The day they said it hadn't been my fault. I know they lie. And I know it was true, it was my fault. The day.
It had been 17 days since I day I left my family to be alone. I couldn't bare to see the smiles on their faces mocking me. That day I left everything I left everything behind, except the picture of her. Her raven hair waving in the wind with the smile on her face. But not anymore. Their was no more smile. The day.
It had been 23 days since I stopped trying. The day I stopped trying at school. It was our 2nd year of highschool. She was the only thing that would get me to go and keep going. But she's gone. So I'm done, not ever to be seem there again. The day.
It had been 30 days since I've lost. The day I've lost the will to even try and smile. Her smile used to be my smile. K's smile could do worlds for anyone, even me, who had been a lonly half-breed. "Look at the half-breed!" they'd call out after me.I was born that way, half demon and half human. But she, she gave me a chance and she aways said it was worth it. The day.
It been 45 days since no day that no one came to my lonely, empty home. They stopped trying. Like me. They would bring gifts and try to convice me to rejoin society. But no longer. They yelled and scream. There was no emotion but anger. My family has deserted me as I have to them. They don't matter. She's the only one who did. The day.
It had been 60 days since they, they left me as well. The day my friends left me as well as the rest. My family had left and my friends did the same that 60 days ago since she died. My friends left , they gave up on me. I'm not worth it. I'm a terrible person. That's what people call me but it's not true. I'm not a person. I'm a monster. The day.
One. Year. I desided that I would leave the mordal world. I had enough suffering in this world. The next day.
One year and a day.I left the world of the living. My soul left my body and I watched the my lifeless body dangle, swinging back worth. The peaceful smile left on my face and my pulps be repleased with a defiled grey. I was happy all the way up the stair case to the life in the sky. And together we watched at the mortals down below who seemed to morn for . Because we were happier dead together than we were living. We were free. That day. Is today.
Ya I know super sad and creepy but my friend kept pushing me to write a fanfic where they die and though if I did I'd at least make it a happy ending (kinda) ya know?