Blood seeped through the ground. Staining his mattress red.
"Wh- How could you do this!" Don stares up in disbelief.
She simply smiled.
"The time we spent together... was all that fake!?" His face contorted as his emotions sprang forward. Anger, despair, surprise, and most of all...
Betrayal.
"Please... answer ME!" Don cried out in anguish. He desperately clawed for a response, something no... anything that could explain the event that had just occurred.
But she just stood over him. Her face staring down, unflinching.
Death's presence loomed over him. Wide-eyed, he strained his body in order to get up from the ground. However, all he could manage was a pathetic wheeze.
His breaths, ragged and weak, were becoming shorter and shorter until finally...
He died.