The Walls that Separate Us | E.W.

16 • Forget you

last chapter babies ;( i'm so sorry in advance if y'all hate me after this, i'll make it up to u i swear

🎶stream scott street by phoebe bridgers </3

STELLA

For as long as I could remember, I was always in my sister's shadow.

Always the smaller one, the one with the darker hair who didn't even look remotely apart of the family, the one who was ignored or pushed away a lot of the time. In this moment, it seemed like Abby and I had switched places. She seemed smaller, she seemed like she had the darker hair and like she was out of place, seemed like she was ignored. As I gazed into her anguished sea blue eyes staring back into mine in shock, everything disappeared.

I never gave much thought on how things would end for me honestly. I always thought death was a weird thing. Or near death in this matter. It's quiet and not as completely terrifying as everyone makes it out to be. It beats living in constant fear every day. You feel like you're drowning but then once you finally let out that last breath of air, it's like you're just floating. Floating into....nothing. I never gave much thought on it. I never gave much thought on how I'd go out or how I'd be leaving behind the people I love most, even in memory.

Abby halts all her movements immediately, shivering fist raised so tight behind her, her knuckles are pale white and glazed with glossy crimson blood. She's frozen in place completely. Rainwater seeps off of the tip of her nose and my eyes peer down to Ellie who lied nearly unconscious, blood seeping down her nostrils and into her lips.

Then, Abby's tired, bagged sea blue eyes meet mine and it seems her whole world crashes down.

She looks like my sister.

But she also doesn't.

"Hi, Abs."

She drops her fist and stands up, orbs wide and suddenly fearful as she eyes the gun in my hand and my finger tight on the trigger.

"Stella... What the hell? Where have you-"

"Don't hurt her anymore," I beg, my voice coming out no louder than a whisper over the rain.

"What?"

She's puzzled, eyebrows screwed together so tightly, there's more than likely a crease in between her forehead permanently.

"Back away from her. I mean it, Abs. Just back away."

She eyes Ellie on the ground and then looks back up at me, slowly raising her hands in surrender. I tremble uncontrollably, my breaths coming out as desperate pants.

"Stella, lower the gun."

I didn't listen, only my emotions controlling me now.

"I will shoot you, Abby. Back away from her, right now."

My hands are trembling, my weight shifting from foot to foot. My heart is racing the fast it's ever raced. I'm nauseous, bile feeling like it's at it's highest in my throat, ready to come out any moment. I taste iron. The rain soaks me from head to toe and I pant heavily.