Loving Someone You Can't

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~ Grants' POV ~

I couldn't take in the look she'd had on her face. It was haunting, like she had seen someone she loved being tortured and left screaming as all she could do was watch, then left to bleed out for Death.

Her eyes still placed on Elliot, she turned to me after a while, her face plastered with a grim look as if someone had engraved it into her beautiful pale skin. Her body shifted and turned slightly, her shoulder facing me, but her feet still glued and faced towards the cliff's edge. Charlie's face calmed as her eyes glided onto me, the expression was unreadable like what I'd do when I wanted to be alone.

She smiled weakly but clenched her jaw tight straight after. Her temples rose slightly at the force and the smile disappeared, being thrown from her to be lost as another memory.

I stepped towards her slowly, not wanting her to notice. She dropped her eyes to my feet then stepped back. I stopped.

"Charlie,", I breathed out slowly and clenched my fists.

"Please don't. Whatever the reason is for you wanting to do this, I'll make it better. I'll help! I'll fix it!", I looked up to her, tears threatening to pour over and run themselves across my cheeks.

"No, Grant. Nothing is going to get better.", her voice was hoarse and on the brink of breaking into sobs as well.

"This... I...", humming in frustration and closing her eyes, she rethought her words.

I took this as an opportunity. I stepped forward softly, my hand towards her. My heart beating too fast it hurt me, and I was loosing my balance. My head started spinning and throbbing rhythmically with my heart, causing more pain I couldn't bear, but instead I pushed it aside.

"Everything does get better. It-", she cut me off, holding a hand up to stop me. Clenching my fists at my side, I waited on her reply.

She lowered her hand and reopened her eyes, they shone even brighter now, the tears had grown too much for her, the pain had grown too much for her. But she didn't let go yet.

Shaking her head, she looked at the ground and continued.

"Then, why is everything I love being torn from me? Why is my life filled with Darkness, and hope and trust that's just shattering in front of me each time I get closer to others? Why am I like this?", she stepped back, her head in her hands. The wind picked up and started blowing harder against my skin, shivers ran through me. The wind blew against Charlie, who almost stumbled.

I can't watch her die. Not another one.

I looked towards Elliot slightly, who wasn't moving at all, though obviously breathing revealed him still alive. He looked at me and I mouthed a simple 'Call Hazel. Say we've found her. Please?'

He nodded in response and ran back into the trees, phoning Haz secretly behind a large oak while Charlie was distracted. Sighing in relief, I looked closely at Charlie. Her face now stained with tears, shaking, either from the cold or fear, or both.

"Charlie, please just... Okay, just tell me what the problem is here?! I swear I'll fix it! Please?!", my words came out harsher than expected and she stared at me, dumbstruck.

She looked up, the sky above her wasn't filled with clouds nor rain like her sky. But only a single fluff of cloud drifted silently alone in the blue emptiness it was in. She was totally distracted, as she usually would get.

Her figure started drifting like the cloud, slightly forward then back. She pushed off the edge, but I grabbed her, her arms enclosed inside my tightly wrapped arms that held her. She just layed limp, as if not caring I saved her or she was just about to die.

Tears streamed down my face and dampened her black hair.

"I'm sorry, Charlie. For everything I've done to you. Please don't do this.", I cried into her hair. My voice broke in an inhuman way, but all she did was let out a weak sigh.

"Grant, please. You stop this. I've chosen this for myself, and I'm doing you a favour by leaving. You'll have no one to worry over or get annoyed over. So just leave, okay? Leave and forget me.", her words stung like hell and I couldn't take them in.

"No."

She lifted her head to look up at me, tears now gone and replaced with a smile, but a smile that was never hers.

Sighing once more, she shoved me off her, but I held on. Instead she looked up at me again, her eyes filled with a sympathetic plea and a misted cloud of held tears.

She twisted her one arm free from my grip, and placed it on my cheek. Her fingers felt like ice against my skin, but her palm warmer.

Leaning forward, our breath entwining with one another, her face a few inches from mine. She smiled.

She's not, going to do it? Did I finally save...

But my thoughts were cut off, Charlie leaning closer.

Then, she pushed off. I fell back against the cliffs hardened ground, while her body fell off the cliff itself.