The surface tore, leaving behind an endless trail of red that flowed
viciously down the column of her arm. I watched as the blood dripped
continously down, drip drip drip, and she smiled. Her lips
trembled but she continued to grin and a gasp of air broke out of those
lips, like a chuckle. Then another, drip drip drip, followed by eyes that stared down at the cut. I panicked, "What are you doing?"
She just smiled and placed the dagger back over her skin and ripped it across, splashing blood onto the floor and wall. Drip drip drip. I felt a tear escape my eyes and I stepped closer. She didn't move. I reached my fingers out, in an attempt to grab ahold of her bleeding arm, but I couldn't. My fingers slipped through her arm and I stumbled through her. She smiled again. "I love you."
"I love you too."
She broke. Her knees plunged through the ground, followed by her hands, and her smiling face coated with tears. I followed and hit the ground. My face burned and I tasted blood. I saw blood.
I broke.
Drip....drip......