Trigger warning: heavily implied suicide
It had been a year, vaggie sat on the muddy street. Surrounded by flowers, pink and purple once. The guilt still weight heavily on her heart, but she learned to except it wasn't her fault. Looking down at the purple and pink flowers.
"27...her age." Vaggie's voice was soft, with a slight hint of pain hidden inside.
Suddenly Vaggie felt a hand on her shoulder, a very familiar one
"She doesn't blame you, she never did." Charlie spoke, her tone caring and sweet as she kneeled down beside her gf.
"How can you say that? I'm a-"
But vaggie couldn't continue as Charlie cut her off.
"Sweetie, you didn't mean to, it's not your fault."
As Charlie slowly pulled Vaggie close the sun begun to set, showing valentino's grave in the distance.
"But i-"
"He had it coming"
Deep down Vaggie knew Charlie was right, val had death coming. But it still felt wrong.
"I know, but still"
Vaggie snuggled into her gfs embrace as the grave in front of them for visible.
"i'm at peace now." Written on it.
The grave was beautiful, a pink frame with purple assets, lil blue and red flowers on the edges, the grave was like a a scrapbook, memories trapped forever.
"She didn't deserve this. She was bad..but this bad? " Vaggie spoke, her voice just above a whisper.
"No, but she at peace now"
"Here beneath is lays a beautiful young woman, evil but sassy. The perfect mix between good and evil, teen and adult." The text had been written by the overlords tho, a few of them weren't so pleased with the words used.
As the sun set the final thing the girls saw was the name on the oh so beautiful gravestone."
"Velvette"
(Ps: it the end, i'm sorry I just don't have inspiration to continue this fanfic and i wanna continue my other one "angelic love")
