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You'll Live
By: ChoCedric
The voices mock her, taunt her, belittle her. "You'll live," they whisper, but how can she live without love? All she feels now is hatred, anger, grief, a thirst for revenge. Her soulmate has forever been taken away from her, and she feels so empty and alone. She doesn't understand how they can just blow off her tragedy like it's nothing, when she feels so lost without his love.
She tries to get up each morning, but when she does, she is forever plagued by his empty, lifeless eyes staring at the wailing crowd. She remembers his parents stumbling onto the scene, his father screaming his name while his mother choked on her tears. She remembers tears streaming down her own face as she looked into her soulmate's stricken one. She's so sorry and guilty that she couldn't be there with him in that last moment, to comfort him, to hold his hand as the grim reaper struck his curse upon him. She can't help feeling that this was her fault.
"You'll live," they taunt her, but somehow, she doesn't think she will. His empty eyes are in her mind always, and his loving words are no longer a comfort to her. All they do now is represent what she no longer has. It is worse to live without him than to be kissed by a dementor, she thinks to herself as yet another bright sunny day dawns, another day without him. The cruelness and insensitivity of the world astounds her, and he was the only one who ever understood her. And now, she has to live forever without him; she'll never see him again. And that hurts her more than an axe to the gut.