I promise that at least two of the remaining chapters left of SL will be happy chapters. This one isn't though ;) You can just read the italics part of this drabble. It's the best part of it.
Questions
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Why was life so cruel and unforgiving?
She couldn't understand, couldn't wrap her head around it. He was supposed to be her enemy, wasn't be? The jerk who would always tease her about her traits and characteristics, good or bad?
Why did good and evil exist?
It didn't make any sense. To do what he did required a great deal of protectiveness and affection on some level, but he couldn't have possibly have felt that way about her. It wasn't possible.
Why did she have to be the epitome of good?
How was she supposed to know! He never showed any signs of being remotely caring. Just yesterday he had pulled her stool out from under her when she went to sit!
Why did she have to defeat the epitome of evil?
But wait…wasn't he the one to drop her schoolbag off at her house when she left it at the Arcade? She remembered him helping her with Maths homework one time too…and he had also told her she had gum in her hair that one time…
Why did she have to be weak?
She must've been blind! Three years of their strange love-hate relationship and she never took note of all the good things he did for her! She should've noticed that he was in love with her long before he told her as he lay bleeding to death in her arms!
Why did he have to be so selfless and brave?
She should've noticed…maybe they could've been friends.
Why did he love her enough to sacrifice himself?
Maybe they could've been more.
Why was life so full of questions, questions that would never be answered?
But he was dead now. And that was that.