Never Let Me Go
- Epilogue -
It had been a few months since Lucius left me and I continued to get worse. I couldn't sleep for fear of having the same dream, I wasn't eating and I had over 50 cuts covering my body. I needed Bella more than ever, but nothing was going to bring her back.
I began to write down the memories I had of her; the good ones and the bad ones, but it still wasn't enough. As my physical state deteriorated, my mental state went with it. I began to lose the ability to hold on to my memories. I began to lose Bellatrix.
I had nothing left in my life. I wanted to die. I wanted to be with her.
It was Saturday night when I took my life. My last thought was of my sister. I shut my eyes and dragged the beautiful razor across the soft pale skin of my wrist. Blood didn't drip from the deep cut, it poured. The red liquid ran quickly down my arm and dripped on to the white sheets of my bed. I watched the droplets as they spread after hitting the material. It was so beautiful.
Seconds later I felt faint; my head spun and everything around me blurred. I fell backwards onto the bed.
The scarlet liquid would continue to stain my sheets. The sun would rise and fall every day. The world would keep on turning.
It would days, even months before they found my body lying there, motionless, on blood stained sheets.
*Hides from flying objects*
Okay, don't hurt me. I'm sorry but I couldn't have this end any other way. We all knew how it would end anyway...
I really hope you liked my writing in this final part. I was really proud of it, so yeah.
Well. I hope you all don't hate me...
I love you xx
- Jess