This chapter is dark as heck

kek

No like really this has some dark crap:

Steven is dead and the chapter is basically Connie grieving while his dead body is right infront of her covered in blood and so much Connverse

Now that you decided to stay

ᕼEᖇE ᗯE GO!

Steven didn't make a sound. Laying so still... His chest not heaving up to indicate breathing. His pale face blank of emotion. His mouth slighly open with fresh blood streaming from it's side. His dull eyes glazed, like a cold winter morning, with mist. He was gone.

Standing up now, Connie was staring at him. No, just at his body, he is gone. Amethyst was behind her, holding Connie by her arm. Both of them were crying. How could he just straight up...die?

Amethyst let out a choked sob. She and Steven were like siblings. At first she was his older sister but as he matured he taught her things that she saved forever in her mind. They could relate to each other: Amethyst thought she'll never be as good as Jasper; Steven thought he'll never be as good as Rose Quartz. So much time spend together: fighting gems, annoying Pearl, sharing worries... many memories. Running out of the door Amethyst slammed it shut not holding any anger or grief in her. Looking at the door Connie could here Amethyst running down the stair and bawling uncontrollably.

Directing her vision back towards the couch Connie cautiously started approaching. Blood seeped through the cough dripping into a puddle underneath. Connie had blood on herself too, mostly on her shoes and her shirt though, which felt warm against her skin, in a physical way, and wrong in her head, in an ethical way.

Slowly she rubbed as much blood as she could off of his face with her sleave and after that closed his eyelids almost making Steven look like he was sleeping. Raising his lifeless body she let out a quite grunt but after stretching out and standing straight up again she carried him up towards his bed. It was a challenge but sword fighting practice made her stronger and Steven's body being much smaller than it should be at his age gave her advantage.

Hiccuping now, Connie carefully placed Steven's head on his pillow. Next she wiped of the tiny streak of blood from the side of his mouth, leaned in and gave him a quick peck on his lips.

"Steven... I!" Her voice hitched up into a wail as she buried her face into Steven's shirt holding him tight as if she could stop him from leaving. Being greeted by the sticky, red and still slightly warm liquid backed away from him touching her face and then retrieving them to wards her face seeing it covered in red. Guilt creeped up realizing what she was doing. So disgraceful just plunging her head into his blood to have it cover the whole left side of her face. Her shirt got soaked with it after she rubbed of most of the blood from her face. She knew she was thinking eirrationality but who could think normally at such moment. She just wanted to tell him a final goodbye but it was too late - he wouldn't hear her. She wanted to feel the warmth of his hug again but it was too late - he was almost cold now.

Thinking of the small kiss she started talking quietly, "whenever I daydreamed of kissing you... Yes I actually did!" She chuckled to herself imagining a blushing Steven, "I knew if that were to ever happen that most probably I would be the one to make the first move. You are too of an anxious cinnamon roll," she chuckled again imagining Steven with a blush of an even deeper shade of red, "I thought that we both would be all giggly and kinda awkward I guess blushing a lot. Both us though your face would be like a tomato," more chuckling, "I thought it will change everything, making us happier and giving us more possibilities. I guess Garnet would say something like: 'now you are dwelling in a new pool of possibilities' or something in that manner, Amethyst would constantly tease us, for Pearl I'm not sure if she'll be very happy and try to help us with planning dates or would be over protective of you constantly saying that we are too young," her eyebrows furrowed as she looked away from Steven's body and leaning against his bed sat down tearing, "but I felt miserable and empty... An experience I though we would share... I only had it not you too. It felt just like a simple touch... Nothing much... I should have done that when you were leaving this world. Y'know... Leave you with atleast something good?... I guess I don't have a best friend anymore who could've maybe even been my boyfriend I dunno," she was blushing and crying from her statement...

"I'm s-so sorry for not knowing what to say..." She choked out, "I just want you b-back." Her face in hands, she was crying now. Crying nonstop till her throat goes sore.

Do I regret it?

Nah not really lmao

This is not a canon chapter don't worry heh

I guess if you need a prequel for a fanfic of yours where Steven is dead at the start or through the whole thing I guess you can use this bc that's why I left a more or less open ending. Just don't copy the whole text and repost it! You can say that they can read my fanfiction for the prequel just don't claim it as yours