Psychosis

Amaya's Savior

I saw my reflection shaking.

I was scared...

The thought of suicide scared me.

Seikatsu...

Yet the thought of her...

The thought of being with her again gave me enough will to stop shaking.

I put the knife up to my neck, my breath quivering.

I heard rustling of leaves behind me.

I didn't care though...

I put it in a cutting position on my throat.

I whispered softly to myself.

"I'm coming...Seikatsu..."

I pressed the knife into my neck, feeling my warm blood run down my chest.

Then I felt a tight grip on my arm with the knife.

My arm was lowered with force, tears streamed down my face.

"What are you doing?"

His voice was deep yet musical.

I kept my eyes closed, tears still running down my face.

I felt the sting of my wound...

"Hey...don't do it..."

I felt a stab in my heart, emotionally.
More kindness...why? After all I've done...

I opened my eyes a little, and I saw the one who stopped me.

He was very skinny, his brown and smooth hair went to his eyebrows, he had glasses that looked like sunglasses, his skin was smooth and pale.

I felt another stab inside, I fell to the ground crying.

He got down to my height, and tried to look at me.

He pushed my hair out of my face.

I looked up at him, I saw his eyes...

He looked as if he were of Korean descent...his eyes were a dark yet light blue, but they looked beautiful.

I looked at the ground, my heart was heavy and it ached.

He sat beside me.

"What is it?"

I decided to answer...my voice was breaking.

"S-she...died...I'm...alone..."

I started to cry more, my heart felt pressure relieve with each tear that fell.

I then felt arms around me, comfortably.

I then felt...these...feelings...

Not being alone...

You're not alone any more Amaya!

I heard her voice...so angelic...

Did...you bring him to me Seikatsu? Are you...still here?