Ellen's smile faltered, destroying her happy expression.
"I'm sorry Viola, but I can't let you leave. I want you to stay with me. Because, you came back! You went through all of that! So, you must love me… right? It's what you want!"
Violet glared at her. "You betrayed me! What makes you think I'm going to trust you again?! Just when I get a new life, you have to ruin this one, too! Leave me alone! Let me out of this house!" She yelled.
Ellen jerked back as if Violet had slapped her, a pained look in her eyes.
Violet got up off the floor, dusting off her dress.
"Thank you but no thank you. I'll be taking my leave now."
She turned and strode out the door.
Before she made it five steps, she faltered as a searing pain tore through her. Gasping, she looked down.
A knife protruded from her torso.
Her eyes widened.
Blood dripped from her mouth and splattered onto the floor below.
"I'm sorry, but you're not leaving."
Her legs buckled underneath her, and she collapsed to the floor.
She felt hands wrap around her body. As her world began to blur and darken, she felt herself being lifted and placed onto the bed in the room.
She felt Ellen wrap something around her wrist.
Violet found that, when she tried, she couldn't move it.
Her eyes slit open.
"I hate you."
It didn't come out as strong as she'd intended. She was weak, with her conscience quickly fading.
"You don't mean that."
She persisted. "Selfish…. I hate you…"
"Go to sleep."
Her mouth opened again.
"I…"
A harsh blow was delivered to her head. Violet's head sagged, and her eyes closed.
She didn't mean that.
She was just confused, and exhausted.
This was what she wanted.
The girl known as Ellen laid down on the bed next to the body of her best friend. Her only friend. The one who loved her.
The sheets began to turn red with blood.
They would be together forever now. Nothing was in her way.
Violet's skin began to turn cold.
Viola came back to her because she still loved her. She forgave Ellen because she knew that all she wanted was to be loved.
And now she was.
Ellen drifted off into slumber, a contented smile on her face.
At last, she could be happy. She had achieved her dream, her wish.
She was loved.