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Written for Song-fic Boot Camp
Prompt: After life
Written for OTP Boot Camp
Prompt4: Morbid
Warning: Rated M, involves cutting and blood. If that's sensitive and troubling. Please don't read.
Rose sat on her small bathroom's floor eying the pool of red on the white background. Her set of blades lay on the floor, and she held her favorite blade in her left hand. Both her hands were bloody; the blood had trickled from the open cuts and was dry in a crisp manner against her skin.
Throwing the blade aside, she touched the cut on her palm right in the middle with her index finger and continued to press it harder until she felt the pain. Despite the pain…she felt good. She closed her eyes, leaning against the bathtub. She had started to feel dizzy, white spots were appearing before her eyes making her feel quite nauseated. But she didn't really care…she was going to see him. And that was all that mattered.
"Rose…" his voice was clear as bell, yet it was distant.
"Scorpius," she mumbled, smiling to herself.
He looked just the same. His pale hair hung over his forehead, and grey eyes watched her hungrily, and the smile on his lips was warm. He held his arms open, inviting her in.
"I missed you babe," he whispered, wrapping his muscular arms around her.
She could smell the familiar dried blood on his clothes…he was still wearing the same clothes in which he had died in. But that didn't trouble her at all, all she needed was him.
Hugging him tighter, she said with intensity, "I missed you too."
Back in the world of solidity, Rose Weasley lay fainted on the bloody floor. The ends of her already red hair were soaking in the cold red blood. She continued to breathe in the rusty salt smell deeply as she brought her cut hands close to her chest.
A/N: Yes, it is rather vague…but at the moment, I felt like writing it. I didn't want to go into any deep explanation. I wanted it to be filled with questions, hopefully, I managed that.
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