Heartless
Chapter 8
There was a handgun that Haruka kept in her nightstand, for her own protection. When she sat on her bed she reached for the gun. She simply let it lay next to her on the bed.
Her eyes caught the glint of the knife. "I'm sorry." She began slicing into her arms. Blood quickly poured from the deep wounds. She barely flinched in pain. Her mental anguish was overpowering the physical pain she now suffered.
Each but, a new pool of blood on her formally white sheets. Each cut scared away one of her tormentors voices. Yet they were still there. They all still blended together.
Her heart unknowingly continued to pump the blood right from her body. It was raving, from the adrenaline she felt from her own pain.
"It's not enough." she thought aloud. She started hacking at her own legs now. The blood ran down her legs, creating a puddle on the floor around her feet. Silent tears began falling into the pools of crimson liquid. It was too late to stop, she started feeling weak.
"I'm sorry Michi." Her eyes fell closed as she collapsed onto her bed...
Later that evening, Michiru unlocked Haruka's front door. "Ruka you home? I saw your car in the garage. Mom thinks I went to the mall... Ruka?" she slowly made her way through the living room. No Haruka. She peeked around the corner into the kitchen, still no Haruka. 'Maybe she went for a walk...' Michiru thought to herself.
She checked each of the spare rooms before the sight of something red in the master bedroom caught her attention. Slowly she stepped close enough to push the door open.
Her heart skipped, the color disappearing from her cheeks as she saw Haruka's bloodied, lifeless body laying in the center of her bed.
"NO!" Michiru screamed as she ran to Haruka's side. "Ruka. Honey talk to me. Please say something! Anything, even make a noise. Please..." tears slid down her cheeks as she felt for a pulse. There was none. "Why? I told you, you weren't alone anymore. Why didn't you listen to me? Now I've lost you. I should have been here sooner. I could have saved you." She leaned down and gently placed a kiss on Haruka's cold lips.
The gun still laid beside the blonde's body. There was a bit of blood on the handle, yet it didn't bother Michiru as she picked it up.
"I'll be with you soon my love." she laced her fingers with Haruka's as she placed the barrel of the gun under her chin. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.