18a. tears

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tw: hints of suicide

coiny

it throws me towards the ground again.
i can feel my body breaking.

shakily, i pick myself up onto my hands and knees once more, and i cough up blood.

i'm seriously going to die.
rose is going to kill me.

leafy is going to kill me.

my eyes dart around, taking in my surroundings. the edge of the forest, huh...
so this will be my death bed.

or maybe...

i look up at the face i once knew. to my surprise, rose kneels down in front of me. i sit up and start backing away.

"ha ha... look at you, so shriveled up and helpless... nobody's going to come save you. they're too scared. too scared of leafy, too scared of me...they've seen what i can do."

the vines covering her arms slip away, retreating to the darkness of the forest. "i don't need these anymore since i can end you here and now."

out of its sight, i clench my knife. i only get one chance to do this.

as soon as rose lunges for my neck, i rush its own. rose strangles me—air threatens to escape my lungs, but i hold the knife steady.

rose flinches, but growls. "what the hell do you think you're doing? some last resort of yours, huh?"

i force the knife closer to its neck. it moves away, but grips tighter.

"you're aiming for the neck, you know that?"

i did know. i had no other choice.
it was either kill leafy or see herself get killed.

we remained in a stalemate for what seemed like hours.

i could feel my energy slipping away.
i saw my skin going pale.

death beckoned me to close my eyes...

...

"coiny! coiny, please! d-don't die, don't die! it should be me! it should've been me..."

h...huh...

i feel lightheaded. blood trickles down my throat and tears fall onto my face.

wait, what? tears?

my vision clears and i see long green hair flowing down to caress my face. i barely let out an exhale as another set of tears fall onto my face.

leafy...

i want to get up and hold her- to comfort her. i want to tell her that i'm okay.
and that i'm not dead.

but i can't
i can barely move

i hear footsteps approaching.
she doesn't notice.

the footsteps get louder.
she doesn't care.

leafy sits up, still sobbing, and looks over to her left.

the footsteps get louder.
the ringing gets louder.

she pauses,
sniffles,
and picks it up.

my mind is too slow to process what she's doing.
but when i do,

it's too late.

thud.

★★★★★

*reads notes* so its been... 2 months. again. no art (my artstyle has changed a lot since then, idk if i wanna continue using this artstyle its kinda...eugh), sorry :(

i wasn't sure how to continue from the last chapter because i seriously suck at writing out fights (it's not like i'm any good at writing injuries, either. you'd think taking a health class would help)

bla bla bla, *flips through notecards* school sucks, been sort of busy, yada yada yada, my sleep schedule is messed up again.........

oh yea my phone broke and now i can only use the bottom half of my screen (its slowly becoming unresponsive). reporting to yall from my laptop

-mint


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