A small growl exited a pair of pink parted lips belonging to the girl. Her long black bangs shadowed her eyes. She hated this, she hated everyone, she hated everything. She hated this life. Her hands clentched into fists, her knuckles turning white as the pressure increased.
Slowly her head rose, reaveling blue orbs, tinted with lush grass green. She stared at the mirror before her. Glaring at her reflection.
Another growl emitted from her throut as tears stung her eyes. No she would not cry. She tried to swallow the lump in her throat, closing her eyes. Only resulting in the tears to stream down her cheeks.
Why did he do it? Why did he have to forget? They practically grew up together, yet he didn't know her. Only him and her knew about her being an orphan. He knew because he watched her, watched her struggle to save her parents as they were slaughtered before her. That was when they were both 5, now 10 years later she can still hear her parents screams, making her loose it as they haunted her.
She needed to leave this life, she needed realese. Opening her eyes again she store at her reflection again, as a pale hand dug around in the pocket of her baggy storm grey cargoes. The same colour as the clouds the loomed outside of her apartment. It came out a moment later with a pocket knife in it's grasp. She was going to get the release she yearned for.
Flipping the blade out of its shell, she gazed at the sharp, silver blade. Which would soon be penetrating her skin into her veins to realese her crimson liquid. The very thought made the adrenaline run through her body.
Slowly she brought her hand up, above the sink. Glad she had locked the door to the bathroom to prevent any intrusions.
She shivered as she felt the cold metal touched her skin, But she slowly begain to apply preasure, biting her bottem lip as she felt the blade begin to slice her skin. But she then let out a small sigh as the crimson liquid begain to drip down het wrist into the white baisen, staining it red.
Her skin begain to grow paler as she felt light headed. Already beginning to feel the affects of blood loss. But instead of greiving she shook her head and gave a small chuckle. This was what she wanted.
She stumbled back and fell to her knees as the room begain to spin. Then fell sown onto her chest. This was it, the end of her time.
Her wrist begain to create a small pool of blood around her, not caring if her black tank top got stained. Her breathing became short and raspy as her vision blurred.
She closed her eyes and smiled. Opening her now pale blue lips, she spoke his name with her last breath, as she drowned in the crimson liquid of life.
"Goodbye... Kai"