"Patch?" I asked confused, Patch didn't even looking at me.
what the hell was he doing with that girl in his arms? I knew it was stupid but I was jealous, overwhelmingly so, Patch was mine, and I didn't feel like sharing.
"what the hell Patch?" I asked annoyed, why wasn't he listening to me? "Patch?" I asked.
Crimson she was covered in Crimson blood, flowing from the side of her head, making her curly rad hair look bright in comparison, she wasn't facing me but I wondered if she was smiling, Patch always made me smile even if it was just a twist of my lips I couldn't help it. I was startled by a chocking noise-Patch was crying I realized with a start, it sound totally stupid, but I hadn't thought Patch was capable of crying, never in the time I'd known had he cried
then I realized the girl in Patch's arms wasn't breathing, her chest was utterly still, "Oh Patch" I said feeling horrible for yelling at him, "I'm so sorry Patch" I said feeling guilty. I sank down beside him, and rapped my arms around his waste trying to comfort him "Patch" I said in remorse, wondering who she was or if I knew her I looked down at her.
Gray unseeing eyes starred up at something past me, wild red hair untidily kept, fell in her face.
I knew her, but I couldn't figure out who she was, like looking at a picture after waking up from brain sugary, the name was there and I knew it but I couldn't find it. I looked at her again, and this time it was a blow to my chest, the gray foggy unseeing eyes, the red hair, the crimson blood, was all me, I was looking at myself,
I was dead
