murder song • lesy oneshot

murder song

jesy laid down in her hospital bed running her fingers across the fabric of the blanket that lie on top of her.

she couldn't actually feel it though.
her fingers were numb..

in that very moment she remembered all of the times she sobbed over numb fingers and having no hair on her body as she began treatment. her memories bombarded her mind so much that she didn't even notice leigh-anne creep in to her room.

no one ever came to visit jesy except for leigh-anne. leigh always seemed to come over in the moments jesy couldn't breathe anymore or when her legs got so weak she'd collapse any second. leigh-anne was always around the corner just in case jesy needed help.

"hey, my love."

jesy jumped out of her thoughts and looked in front of her. she noticed the afro-haired girl smiling at her. she tried to smile back but it drained her completely.

"hi baby." jesy could barely get out but leigh-anne heard her.

leigh heard everything, always.

"you're awfully ill. you look awful."

jesy laughed at her girlfriend's remark and instantly regretted it. everytime she tried to use her lungs, pain jolted through her body.

"jesy quit doing that."

"i can't help it that you're funny." the sicker girl said, a clutter of coughs following after.

leigh-anne rushed over and grabbed tissue from the Kleenex box. the younger girl wiped away the blood coming from jesy's mouth. it hurt her to see jesy this way all the time but she knew it was the only time she was allowed to. that hurt even more. her eyes welled up thinking about it.

"leigh, why are you crying?" jesy moved her mouth away from her girlfriend's hand and pouted.

"jesy you know how much i don't want to be here in this situation."

"leigh-anne that's your job."

"i know bu-"

"but nothing! you are never going to get anywhere in life if you keep fucking up the way you've been!"

leigh-anne's face dropped.

what could she say though?

jesy was right. she had one job and she was good at it too but when she met jesy she fell in love. each time she looked at jesy.. she just couldn't do it. not to her lover.

she didn't say anything to jesy. only stared with tears running down her cheeks.

jesy stared back and felt bad for saying what she did. she knows that leigh wants to do her job but she can't and it's all jesy's fault. she has to make everyone fall in love with her green eyes and scattered freckles.

but who could help it? no one and certainly not leigh-anne.

"leigh, i need you to do your job." jesy admitted. 

this shocked leigh even more. 

"what?"

"baby, i need you to do your job."

leigh-anne had trouble seeing her girlfriend at this moment. her eyes poured out waterfalls and she felt nausea crawl into her body.

"jesy, no."

"leigh-anne i'm not asking you to do it. i'm fucking telling you to." jesy scream at the top of her lungs. this made them ache even more. 

the younger girl fell to her knees. she looked at her girlfriend and shook her head.

jesy got up from her bed and lowered to her lovers level. she grabbed her face and brought their lips together.

during the middle of the kiss, jesy grabbed the gun she knew leigh-anne kept in her back pocket. she placed it in her girlfriend's hand.

"jesy, no please!" leigh tried pushing away but jesy pulled her back.

"baby, you have to. i understand now. i know i used to hate you for it. but now i understand. i will forgive you."

"but i won't forgive me!"

"either you do this like you're supposed to or i'll find another way."

again, jesy's words shocked leigh-anne. she had no idea why jesy would make her do this. she had to have some fight left in her. she had to!

jesy placed leigh-anne's shaky fingers on the trigger and the barrel to her own chest.

"i believe in you." jesy stated.

"no, i believe in you."

"do you love me leigh?"

"yes of course, my love."

"then do it."

5,4,3,2,1

"jesy, i ca-"

"do it. i can't suffer anymore! please!"

"but jesy i love you!!"

"i'm tired!!" jesy's voice roared through the empty room. it echoed off of every wall.

the sound of jesy's yelling voice made leigh jump and
off the gun went.  a bullet lodged into jesy's chest. 

And she holds my body in her arms

She didn't mean to do no harm

"i'm so sorry!! no, jesy baby, baby,"

And she holds me tight

"it's o-ok. i-it's alright, baby." jesy says falling into the younger girls arms.

Oh she did it all to spare me from the awful things in life that come

"Jesy I love you!!"

And she cries and cries.

"i love-" was all her girlfriend could get out.

leigh-anne laid jesy down on the floor, sobs leaving her body, as she kissed her girlfriend one last time, feeling and hearing the gasps from the green eyed beauty up close.

"i love you baby."

5,4,3,2,1..

jesy was gone.

and with that

leigh-anne disappeared in a poof.

her sobs still rang off of the empty walls in the room. 

the end.

leigh is an illness. not a real person. also, this isn't my best work. rushed kind of. but it was fun to write.