A/N: My first songfic with only one song! This story is based off of the song Echo by Jason Walker and inspired by a video on YouTube. Yeah! Okay males, females, and alien life forms, prepare to be amazed. This is my shortest author's note ever!
Disclaimer: I do not own Secret of Moonacre. I also do not own the song. Enjoy.
Robin's P.O.V.
I ran to the edge of the cliff and looked over the side. Maria had jumped into the ocean and was nowhere to be seen. I searched, and I searched but couldn't spot her. Then a huge burst of white light crossed the sky. I leaned over the edge still searching. I searched for at least half an hour. Everybody was standing behind me a few feet away, all looking down at the ground with sad eyes. I became infuriated. How could they give up on Maria so soon?
I slouched down on my knees, resting on my legs. I was maybe a foot from the edge looking down at the ground directly in front of my knees. My mind couldn't seem to search for her anymore, knowing that she was gone. I seemed to sit like this for at least twenty minutes until I felt a warm hand gently touch my shoulder. I slowly glanced up to see my sister, Loveday, sadly smiling at me. I looked away. I know she's trying to say it's time to go home and there is no hope. Everyone left. I stayed.
Two years later…
I walked through one of the passageways that lead to the cliff. I was now eighteen, depressed but ready to start my new life. I walked to the edge of the cliff. I did this last year too, the day Maria jumped. It's so lonely out here. The only sounds are the waves crashing against the cliff and a small breeze.
I looked over the edge into the water. I was surprised. I saw Maria falling. She was calling out to me.
"Robin—," she yelled as she was falling.
I swear I could hear her. She continued to fall and call out to me. When she hit the water, the transparent body I saw vanished. If she was only an illusion how could I hear her? Then I realized I was the one shouting my name as I dreamed that Maria would have called for my help that day. My depression seemed to worsen. Everyone tried helping me, but I couldn't get over the fact that Maria is gone. I'm such a fool!
I was ready to start my new life. I stuck my hand in my pocket and withdrew a small switchblade. I stared at it for a while. I revealed the blade and put it up to me wrist. There seemed to be no pain as I felt a warm liquid flow down my wrist. I repeated this action with the other wrist. I stood silently, extending out my arms, wrists down to let my blood drip into the ocean. The ocean that took Maria's life, and the ocean that is about to take mine. I had made deep cuts in my wrists so the blood was really flowing out. I would probably lose enough blood to die in fifteen minutes. I could bear another fifteen. I continued to stand until I felt light headed. I sway a little as I stood. Then blackness hit and I knew I had fallen over the side of the cliff.
I won't be lonely anymore.
A/N: Hope you liked it. Please review, even ten years from now. Flames are welcome. Be critics. Also, check out my other stories too.