Disclaimer: i don't own anyone. Song: With this Knife by Smile Empty Soul
A/N: i know it's really short, but please review!
With This Knife
She sat alone in her apartment, with not a single light on. Lucy stared at the carving knife in front of her and picked it up from the coffee table. A million thoughts ran through her mind. Thoughts about Myles Leland.
I let myself fall into a lie,
I let my walls come down.
I let myself smile and feel alive,
I let my walls come down.
Another woman. She looked down at the knife and a teardrop landed on the steel. Lucy wiped it off with a shaky thumb, marvelling at how cold the potential source of desperate peace was. It was as cold as Myles, but not as icy as his eyes had become.
No matter how I try I don't know why,
You push so far away.
You wrapped your hands tight around my heart,
And squeezed it full of pain.
Lucy moved her thumb to the sharp edge of the blade. This wasn't supposed to happen, she was supposed to be happy, not contemplating whether death could really be worse than life or not. She was supposed to be in love, not this endless pit of tears and frantic despair. In love…with the man that had destroyed her, in one fail swoop.
And with this knife I'll cut out the part of me,
The part that cares for you.
With this knife, I'll cut out the heart of me,
The heart that cares for you.
Of everything he could have done to her, of all the ways he could have said good-bye, Myles chose to use to another woman. Was there something she had done wrong? Anything she might have been able to do or say to have made him see that if he needed more attention or love, that she could've provided?
I can't believe the way you turned me down,
I never saw the pain
Coming in a million broken miles
Like poison from my veins.
Lucy sucked in a deep and shaky breath and prepared herself for what she was about to do.
And with this knife I'll cut out the part of me,
The part that cares for you.
With this knife, I'll cut out the heart of me,
The heart that cares for you.
Tears were flowing in steady streams of firewater down her cheeks and Lucy position the point of the knife over her heart.
And with this knife I'll cut out the part of me,
The part that cares for you.
With this knife, I'll cut out the heart of me,
The heart that cares for you.
She gripped the handle tight, clinging to if for life – or death. Lucy began to sob.
The hate and the fear.
The nightmares that awake me up in tears.
The nightmares and the hate and the fear.
The nightmares that awake me up in tears.
The nightmares and the hate and the fear,
The nightmares that awake me up in tears,
The nightmares and the hate.
And in one swift movement, Lucy heartache and life ended.