Aftermath:

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(POV) Eliza:

I glare at myself in the mirror. Even from when I was young, I've always been taught by Papa that jealousy is wrong. I couldn't help it. I couldn't help shooting Alexander. I just... needed too.

He was my first love.

And now John had stolen him from me. Why was he happier with him then he was with me? Why?

I was gonna shoot John, but I got caught up in the moment. Alexander was just... there.

Before I knew it, I was stuck with the dead body of my love, plus a guilty conscience.

I left the body there, then ran off, praying I wouldn't be found out. But now I wish I had. I live a half life now. The guilty life of someone who hasn't confessed. I live a life where I am drowning in guilt. And there's nothing I can do about it. I am alone.

No one can help.

No one will help.

...

THE END

Hi, I hope you enjoyed this, last episode was the end, and this is just an aftermath. I hope you enjoyed the sorta twist! I will begin writing another fanfic shortly! Xoxo

(If you think I should change the last episode, comment below!) xxx

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