After I calmed down my sobbing, Magnus left to attend something else... To be honest, I did not last long. Once he closed the door I bursted into tears again. Now that I have seen how cruel Divot has gotten over the years, I am deeply afraid of how I might die. He is desperately looking for me to kill me, I am sure of that.
After a while I forgot that Dark was still out there and I was completely alone again. He promised that he would not left me... He promised me...
"I... I can't anymore..."
I felt heavy. I could no longer stand up straight. I had to use the walls to keep me on my feet as I walked to my own room. Once inside I fell on the bed, hugged the pillow and burried my face on it. I let out muffled sobbing for God knows how long I almost fell asleep.
I weakly lifted myself and my vision was blurry. I looked around to see the clock and saw it flashed a 7, something... I did not care anymore. My mind was blocked with only one thing. I do not wish to die by the hands of Divot...
I crawled to the other side of my bed to open a drawer. I stared at what was inside for seconds and finally decided what I wanted to do. I took the gun and the ammo, filling it. I stood up and walked to the living room.
Standing in the middle of the room, I was looking down at the gun. I do not want to be killed by a cruel soul. I rather kill myself than having someone to be haunting me down. I felt the muscles of my face twitch, a smile was formed. I looked up and saw my reflection on a mirror, my entire head was twitching and my pupils shrunk.
I chuckled at what I was seeing. My mind was showing me that I agreed to this choice. The more I thought about it, the louder the chuckles became. I got my finger on the trigger and enjoyed how it's curve was comfortable. I started to laugh loudly, taking quick peeks at the mirror looking at what I have become.
My laughter grew louder and louder as I slowly lifted my arm, pointing the gun to my head. I felt my entire body twitch violently as I pressed the gun onto my head. I was laughing and crying at this point, I was going to leave this madness. I was about to pull the trigger when something gripped my arm, turning me around and slamming me into the wall.
"Drop it!"
It was Dark, but that did not stop me. I tried to break free from his grip as his eyes pierced through mine. His face turned serious at what my faced showed. I would be terrified as well, but I could no longer tolerate Divot haunting my mind and back.
"Pit, listen! Drop the fucking gun!"
I was slowly gaining my mind at the fact he was back. I slowly loosened the grip on the gun until it slid out of my hand. Even though I let it go Dark did not loosened his grip on my arms. I was breathing heavily trying to calm myself down, still twitching under his grip and smiling.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
"Leaving. I don't want him to get me. I don't want to die by his fucking hands. You hear me?! I don't give a shit about other people he murders anymore, I don't want to get killed BY HIM!!"
Dark's face turned from seriousness to shock. I felt his grip loosen and slowly pulling me in for a hug. I felt relieved after feeling his warmth.
"You have me. I will not let anyone harm you, Pit. I promised that, did you forgot that? I will not let you alone."
His hug tightened and I burried my face on his shoulder. My eyes filled my joyful tears. I had no idea what I was about to lose.
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