~ Aidlyn & Sbg stories ~

~ Quietness ~

Warning! This chapter contains $e1fh@rm, blood and my bad thoughts cause my day was shitty today :')

This is an one shot and has nothing to do with other chapters.

✨ I recommend playing a song "youth" by Daughter to read it ✨

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Aiden was in pain. 

Physically and mentally. 

Physically - because he was dugging his nails into his arm to the point of bleeding. 

And mentally - because of Ashlyn. 

Tears rolled down Aiden's cheeks and he squeezed his eyes shut to stop them, but it didn't help. 

The darkness in his room grew tighter, closing him in, suffocating him. 

Can not breathe. 

But he didn't fucking want to live. Because what was the point of it without her? 

In front of Aiden's eyes the still visible image of her bloody face, her red hair and small freckles. Her large, green, glassy eyes open without expression, in a silent shock that ended after a moment.

The taste of her cold lips. 

A sob shook him and he buried his cheek in the red blanket, her favorite. 

He WANTED to die. He wanted to die so that he could meet her again. He so fucking wanted to turn back time and save her in time. He wanted it to be extensive so that he would manage to do it and she would still be alive.

But now it was too late. 

Ashlyn was gone.

She died.

And all he could do was wait for the pain to subside.

He knew that wouldn't happen.

A wiped the tears from his face and grabbed the knife from the drawer, the same one that Ashlyn had used to cut her hair so recently.

Aiden just hoped that the rest of friends would cope.

He won't be able.

He closed his fingers around the handle of the knife and brought it to his wrist. tears were streaming down his face and this time he didn't try to hold them back.

All the world. This scary quietness everywhere. It broke into his mind, shattered into pieces. 

Empty.

His hand holding the knife was shaking.