SUBMERGE

9. Void Margaritas.

                                              ____
                               Life is for the living.
                             Death is for the Dead.
                            Let Life be like music,
                        And Death a note unsaid.

                                                                Langston Hughes.
                                     ____________

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It was sometime past midnight. The air was cool, the bright stars shone on her face. Her eyes were glistening, her lips trembled and her heart ached. Now she was really alone. She could feel the emptiness. The void. Her eyes had been open all night but herself closed.

She had felt this way before, probably more than once but this time it came with a sense of finality. Her mother was always her source of unhappiness still she felt this sensation of intense pain when the Nuns told Desire of her passing. For almost three months, the woman that birth her had passed away and she had no idea. Her side table was empty with the exception of the shiny blade laying on it, stained with the red liquid that flowed through Desire's veins.

She had cut herself, it was the deepest she's ever cut. She wrapped torn clothes around her cut wrist to stop the bleeding. It didn't hurt like it should. To Desire cutting was just a means to an end for her.

Her room was dark and quiet just how she thinks death would feel like. She wanted to feel like this forever, so nothing would hurt her. Ever again.
Just then someone knocked and opened her door, she quickly pulled down her sleeves and sat up.

"Desire" A familiar voice rang out to her.
"Can I turn on the light?"

She hid the blade under her pillow and wiped her tears.
"Sure" She coughed but her voice still came out raspy.

The moment Kyes eyes landed on her, they softened. Her eyes were red and puffy, he also spotted a drop of blood on her sheets clearly she had been crying and didn't want to talk about it.

He walked over to her.
"I know something's wrong but I'm not going to pressure you. Just know I'm always here if you want to talk. Ever"

Desire smiled to him and nodded.

"I think you need a drink"

"I think I do" Desire muttered. Anything to stop the pain.
"I need to get wasted"

Kye walked to Desire's wardrobe searching through her clothes for anything remotely good for the kind of place Aiden would take them too but all he saw were turtle necks and shorts.

"You don't have a single dress in here" Kye laughed.

She scoffed, her hands found a black dress buried deep. She raised the dress to her figure.
"This seems good"

Kye put his fingers into his mouth creating a gag face.

"Its not that bad. C'mon" She giggled.

Kye grinned nervously, her giggle made his insides squirm. He bit his lip.
"Let's go shopping" He suggested.

Desire bit the insides of her cheek trying to hold the blush creeping unto her cheeks.
"I'm a terrible shopper. I can be very indecisive"

"Well then we'd better hurry up"

"Are you sure about this?"

"I'm positive"

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