𝙄 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 { Vi X Reader }

EPILOGUE

JINX POV:

We sat in utter silence as my hand slipped from Lavender's cheek. I said nothing. No words could describe this feeling. The level of hurt I caused. No, what Powder caused.

I tried to ignore the blood on my hands, but they were burning as I solemnly made my way around the table. Each step felt heavy, my boots felt twice my size, weighing me down. My eyes lingered on Silco's lifeless body as I walked, my gun hitting the chair. I stopped when I made it to the back of the 'Jinx' painted seat. Standing there, taking heaving breaths, I felt all the voices in my head go silent.  I wasn't used to this newfound isolation and emptiness of being completely and utterly alone. It was almost overwhelming.

But I wasn't alone, was I?

I considered what to do as I used my revolver to slowly move the chair out from beneath the table. Lav's face flashed in my head, as did Silco's. What would they want?

"I've always loved you. Every version. I'm sure she'll be perfect."

Her words played in the back of my mind, sending prickles of chills down my spine, the reality of our situation feeling untrue. Finally, I sat down, sealing my fate. I swallowed the thickness and soreness from crying down my dry throat as I looked up, my eyes meeting familiar blue ones.

Yet our gazes never met.

Vi didn't look at me, only staring ahead in complete shock. I had never seen her this way before.

There were no pleading words, no cries, and screams for her to wake up, just utter silence.

Tears stained her cheek as she craned her neck, taking deep swallows, her chest moving rapidly as her nose flared, yet the rest of her form was so still, I couldn't tell what she was thinking or what emotions were flashing behind her pupils.

Vi closed her eyes in a grimace, tearing her eyes away from the dead body, placing her attention finally on me.

We stared at each other across the table, the quietness unsettling, our shared trembling breaths, and the sound of the distant crows the only sounds filling the void.

Suddenly, the voices in my head reappeared, the quietness being drowned out by my upsetting thoughts.

The overwhelming voices took over my speech, and I ultimately decided to break the silence.

"I thought, maybe you could love me. Like you used to." I said incredulously, shaking my head as I stared ahead. The words on my tongue scratched my sore throat and the tears in my eyes burned.

"Even though I'm... different." As the words fell on my lips I had to fight the urge to cry, holding back the emotions waiting to seep through. No one could love me as she did.

"But you changed."

My eyes flit over to the two bodies across the table. "And now, I've changed too."

With heavy footsteps, I heaved myself up, missing all the bullets scattered across the floor as well as the enforcer woman lying on the ground.

"So, here's to the new us." I solemnly cheered, ignoring Vi's prying eyes as I reached for the hexstone, plucking it off the cupcake.

But I couldn't ignore the lingering gaze of my sister as she stared at me with emotions I didn't want to understand. Was it fear? Sadness? anger? Disappointment?

Well, it all didn't matter now.

Our eyes finally met. I took a few seconds to try to find that emotion. Pinpoint it. But as I looked at my sister, I realized this was probably going to be the last time we'd see each other like this. As I peeked behind her, I was met with the lumped-over dying form of my former family members, knowing this was the last time I was going to see them too.