Crush Imagines

08 || Lost Soulmate

Alright, well, this one's sad but I have no soul.

[Edit: This was written in 2016. Now that it's 2020, I feel the need to put a trigger warning. I had severe depression at the time of writing this.

TRIGGER WARNING:
death, bleeding, natural disaster]

Heh, see what I did there?

No?

Okay. But yeah, I didn't tear up but you probably will. It's not as long as I would like but it's finally an authentic update. So yay!

Enjoy. -smirks.-

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I feel the hot tears dripping down my face, my hands pulling at my hair as I scream out. I shake my head, pratically hyperventilating as I choose not to believe it. I take a hand, violently scratching the words on my wrist. It stings and burns but I don't care. I keep going until all I see is blood and ripped skin.

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"Flip to page --," Mr. Harvey stopped. I furrowed my eyebrows. Was someone talking?

Then I hear it, the sirens. Tornado sirens.

My eyes widen and I almost scream, my eyes watering almost immediately. I had never heard that when it wasn't a drill.

The fire alarm goes off, blaring it's noises into my ear. I start to shake, holding in tears as well as I could, completely afraid but stay stong.

I look over at _____, whose pale and wide eyed. I gulp, turning back to look at the teacher.

After realizing that I hadn't stood to get up, I abruptedly stood, making my way over to _______. People start filing out, pushing us around but I didn't care. He didn't either. He held me, waiting until we could actually move to usher us out of the classroom.

We headed towards the locker rooms, the only place will full brick walls and no windows. I couldn't pay attention very well, catching worried glances from my friends. I shakily get into the fetal position next to ______.

No words were said for a while. No sounds, just the alarms and rain, whoosing winds.

Then, a scream came rippling through the air. Glass shattering. A heart-breaking cracked whimper. Gasps for air. Gagging. Coughing. Spitting. Weak breaths.

It reached us.

It came from the other side of the school, it was that quiet to tell. Everybody freaked and started to look for an exit. I was too scared to move, or cry. ____ started shaking me, yelling, crying.

"We have to move now if we want to live!" He screamed, picking me up as a wall crashed down, my eyes stared at it. People who hadn't moved, crushed by a ton of bricks. I watched as a bloody puddle began to seep from underneath the mess.

I finally let out a sob as I watched ____(Y/BFF)__ try to move out the way of the next wall that was collasping because of the other one, having no support. She screamed, my heart splicing as it came down on her, she twitching before going limp. The wall tumbled on her legs and stomach, she sliding and hitting her neck on a bench, a huge gash there. She had no chance.

He ran into a closed off room, a small amount of other people had made it. Most were bruised, bloody, dusty. One was already gone, his eyes bloodshot. Cardiac arrest.

He sat me down, my back against a locker. I cried without shame, him there watching, holding me.

"Let me hold you until I'm gone," He whispered, rubbing my shaking arms.

I looked at my wrist. Re-reading the words over and over. Let me hold you until I'm gone.

Those were the last words of my soulmate.

What he'd just said.

"_______, YOU HAVE TO MOVE. YOU HAVE TO GET OUT NOW BEFORE YOU --," I'd screamed at him, weakly standing and trying to pull him up.

The outside wall collasped in, killing the others, collasping the supporting wall, collasping the locker block he was sitting against. I held his hand until it was ripped away, almost puking as I watched his blood pool. The hand I was holding, limp and pale.

I rock in a cradle, seeing the way out but why would I want to if everything I had ever need and wanted was right here?