abo swan song

Part 8 : Raccoon goes on a killing spree on London Bridge

[still pillow princess UwU kawaii Anna's perspective]

The door handle clicked and Anna burst in. Her mind was racing. Her attention jumping from thought to thought. Nothing was clear to her anymore but she knew one thing. She had to write, and she had to write fast. Anna reached for the nearest pen and paper. She paused. There was none of the sort. Anna spun around, scanning the room for any sort of writing material. Even if it was pencil, she could deal with having to write her ideas onto the wall. No luck.

Anna frustratedly rushed into the bathroom, she was faced with a regular looking bathroom.

"Fuck fuck fuck," cursed Anna, running her fingers through her brunette locks.

She flung the drawers of the bathroom cabinet open, frantically searching for something, anything to write with. Her eyes scanned the contents with burning desire, before landing on a razor blade.

"Am i really gonna fucking do this?" she swore, before shaking her head.

She had no choice- it was life or death. Anna didn't know what possessed her in that moment, but something overwhelmingly powerful urged her to write. Write until her arms hurt, her fingers swelled and her body went numb. Write until she could not physically write any more.

Anna uncapped the razor, the plastic cover clinking on the sink. She forced shut her eyes, closing them as hard as she possibly could. With her shaking right hand, she slashed down as hard as she could onto her left wrist.

She gasped. Her eyes fluttered open. Looking down, the basin was painted with splashes of red. Anna turned to her wrist. All the feeling was flooding into her. Her wrist was throbbing, blood was pouring out of her wrist. Anna's eyes were wild. It hurt and it hurt alot.

"Oh my goodness Anna what have you done-" she exclaimed.

No, this was not the time. She had to finish what she started. She brushed her blood-stained right hand though what she could of her hair and looked at herself in the mirror.

Keeping the bathroom door open with her foot, she sighed and walked straight out of the bathroom without a second thought. She had 4 white whole walls waiting for her to fill. She had so much to say yet so little time. In the haze, Anna gave in to her body. She trusted her mind and herself more than anyone else in the world and it was time to put her trust to the test.