Blood blurred her vision. She could only barley see the little streams of blood coming out of her legs and arm. Her face nearly malled to inrecognition.
Her only thought?
Why couldn’t he love her the way she loved him?
Whether that question was for her ex boyfriend or her father, only her subconcious knew.
Placing the knife on the counter, she stared at herself.
Unlovable was all she saw.
None of the panic stricken, pleading texts could change her mind. All she saw was red.
Blood and anger.
She cleaned up all of the evidence and stumbled to the kitchen, making sure not to wake her mother or friend that had stayed the night.
Once in the kitchen, she put the knife in the sink and collapsed to the floor. She sobbed her heart out, knowing no one could hear.
She collected herself and ran to her room. She came back with paper and a pen.
There it began…
He laid there, sleeping so soundly. Like a big child. Oh, how she loved him.
He snored slightly in his sleep, she smiled to herself. Her first love…
How stupid could she have been to put her heart on her sleeve with this monsterous demon.
She poised the knife high above his smooth stomach, her favorite feature of his. With a devious grin, she brought the blade down with the force of a wrecking ball. She might as well have been one.
He jolsted awake, spirting out blood, both from his stomach and mouth.
His eye caught hold of hers.
Withim those moments, his control flowed through her.
She has the power.
He choked on all the blood and she just watched like it was the ending to her favorite movie.
Gurgling and coughing, he stared flailing. Flailing to cling onto what little life he had left.
She watched as the life oozed out of him, satisfied with her handiwork.
As his yes started to fade away, she kissed him.
The kiss was passionate and beautiful, full of love and sorrow.
Sorrow for both of them.
After breaking the kiss, she plunged the knife into her face.
Screeching and clawing, she went down.
The pain enveloped her.
Soon the world started to fade.
Together, they would die.
And she was finally at peace.