Downfall of thy deviants child

Part 6: rain

-Chris's p.o.v.-
the rain came down hard. Not in buckets, it just poured down from the sky like tears. Sure it soaked me to the bone but I didn't care. No, I stopped caring the moment she disappeared from my life. I still saw her in my sleep but what I saw made me question my own sanity. I sighed and ran a tattooed hand through my shoulder length onyx hair. Closing my once bright hazel eyes I let the images of her consume what the oblivion couldn't touch. It always begin the same way. I was standing in front of an old style mirror like I did in the music video for the song that I wrote with my band. The demon within showed himself once more. He always showed himself when I was alone in front of a mirror. He pointed a small hand gun at the center of my head and I argued with him. I wanted to open my eyes and end this nightmare. I didn't want to keep reliving the same end. But I always struggled to wake up. As it continued on I felt her touch on my right shoulder. I turned and looked down at her, after all she only came up about the middle of my chest. She smiled as she looked up at me before she turned to face my personal demon. He chuckled as she stood in front of me. I kept trying to get in front of her but she kept me behind her, before I could plead with my demon he shot her in the middle of the forehead. She sank down to the floor her fading hazel eyes staring blanking at the wall. I sank down to my knees as the tears streamed down my face. My demon laughed and then disappeared. Gathering up her lifeless body I pleaded with the Angels to bring her back to me l. I let out a scream and that's where it always ended. Where I would always wake up. I tired to save her but she refused to be saved. Why had she protected me from my personal demon? I still didn't have an answer. I still have some of her stuff here and everything that she had ever made or wrote for me was now residing in a carefully put together binder I had put together after I was told she was no longer here with us. I open my eyes and let the tears blur my vision. She had planted so many flowers here that it had almost become painful to be out here on the patio that we had spent so many nights on watching the stars. I loved her with all that I am; she brought out the best in me and I did the same for her. She kept my demons and fears at bay with just the sound of her voice. I've lost my muse my world to something I couldn't protect her from.