All you can see is teal. Teal, it's everywhere. It horrifies you, and you don't want it to be real.
But, alas, it is.
You gasp as you see her body, covered in her own blood. You choked in a sob, and ended up letting out a small squeak of heart-wrenching pain. Your knees began to weaken, and you fell to the floor.
"Why?" you whispered, tearing up, red covering your own eyes.
You took off her red, pointed glasses from her face, and caressed her cheek with your rough thumb. Her skin was so soft. And cold.
You couldn't understand why it had to happen. Why her? The only one who really cared a flying fuck about you. It wasn't fair. Not at all.
You slumped on your side, lying down next to her.
Then you began to confess.
You confessed about always feeling flushed for her. You confessed about how you were always jealous of that Strider guy. He always put a smile on her face. You confessed about being afraid of telling her your blood color, but felt some sort of warm feeling when she accepted you. You confessed about everything that was on your mind.
And when you were finished, you sat up, and held her in your arms. You lightly pecked her cheek, and set her corpse lightly on the teal-stained floor.
"Goodbye," you rasped.
Then you walked away, leaving the good memories behind.