And they could only watch how her heart weeps with her head hanging low, eyes shut tight in denial, with her tears dripping down from her chin onto the foreign ground.
The battlefield that was once filled with sweat, bloodshed, and the clashes of swinging swords was suddenly replaced by the echoes of agony.
Her body trembled with desperation while her hands (which were covered in her blood) clawed at her chest. She gripped her shoulders so tight shades of purple and blue seeped in. In the attempt to find any source of relief in her closed-up throat, she dug her nails in and scratched her skin. It drew blood, yet the despair that flowed through her body was of no match.
The pain in her chest felt like knives replaced the oxygen in her lungs. Her sobs shook her entire body, leaving her aching throat dry. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't breathe, and it wasn't helping her think; the lack of oxygen and the increasing pain were creeping up to her brain, and her thoughts only mustered up the whys and how she could've prevented the entire fucking ordeal itself- her thoughts were too noisy, and it was hard to focus- hard to listen she could only hear the laughs and taunts and the fact that Evelina was gone from her life forever and-
And it was from her own doing.
The realization was the shattering of a cracking vase. It did not help the tears from flowing out like a stream; she shut her eyes to hide from the world and the guilt and shame that came along with it. Still, she could not refrain from gripping and pulling out her hair (And staining it with the blood on her hands) because the thoughts were louder and were so, so convincing. As much as she swallowed the urge to hit her head against the ground repeatedly, the screaming and pleading and Evelina's desperation to live were louder, and God, will that leech onto her mind forever?
And yet, as she felt her world crumble and decay beneath her, the sun still shines.
Her hands were stained with blood, the blood of the sacrifice and the suffocating sin that would be a part of her very soul, eating away her thoughts and happiness.
The sun shined, and its brightness danced across the sky, with cotton candy-like clouds finding their way back into the atmosphere like they never left.
The sight was disgusting, and her emotions were overwhelming while guilt coursed through her veins. It was excruciating; she wanted nothing but to gauge her own eye out.
And so she did.
