Take Me Down

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It wasn't meant to be like this. It was never meant to end up like this.

The body count was never meant to be this high. Her hands were never meant to be so blood stained. She should have been worrying about her next chemistry assignment, not worrying about the right chemicals to remove blood from her clothes. This energy inside her was never meant to grow so strong. It was never meant to get so out of control. It was never meant to consume her like this.

But it did.

There was a plan, at least back then when it was just the three of them. A trio of violent orphans: a force to be reckoned with. It had been a good solid plan with an easy exit strategy for the three of them. A way of surviving until they could start just living. The three of them were meant to follow this through together. They weren't meant to abandon her.

But they did.

She was never meant to fall for him. Falling for him had thrown everything off course. It shifted away from everything she knew. She should have walked away as soon as she learned the truth. She should have never let him take her hand that day.

But he did.

Her name was never meant to be on the list. She was never meant to switch sides like this. She had taken a side, quite strongly. She had grown up with her solid beliefs, glad that she was nothing like them. She was not meant to become one of them. She was never meant to get so deep into this world.

But she did.

And now she was going to lose it all. She'd had her chance to show them the good inside and instead she had thrown it all away for something impossible. For a chance to be whole. All she had left now was this last shot at redemption. But doing that could mean giving him up. It could mean losing the one person she had left. But it was her only option. Doing this was the only way she could live with herself. Even if it meant losing everything.

So she did.

It was never meant to be like this. 

SEVEN MONTHS EARLIER:

Ariana Petrakis liked to consider herself a fairly patient person. She was good at waiting around when she had to. It was almost a requirement when it came to science. Sitting in Chemistry class waiting for the chemicals to react meant that Ariana had practically mastered the art of waiting and she liked to think she could apply that patience outside of her favourite class.

Her best friend however, did not have the same patience.

"It's been an hour. He should have at least called with an update by now. What the hell is taking so long?" Violet was pacing up and down the dusty floorboards, phone clutched in one hand and the other running through her long dark hair for the hundredth time. For a girl who exuded so much confidence, it baffled Ariana sometimes to see the dark haired beauty so wound up. But then again being an orphan whose mother had gone out and never returned made it a little more understandable. But then again Violet was always impatient, no matter what the scenario. Violet had always been the impatient one in their little group, always wanting fast results. She was definitely one to live in the moment, unlike Ariana who preferred to let things play out while she could sit back and observe.

"Relax. He's probably just being a jerk because he knows we're waiting. He's Garrett. Give him another twenty minutes." If Violet was the one stressing about what was coming next and Ariana was sitting back waiting for things to play out, Garrett was the one taking action himself. He was always the one making the moves and leading their little trio forwards. They were kind of lucky that they had all found each other in a way. But Garrett also loved to taunt the girls and it wasn't uncommon for him to make them wait around a little longer just so his arrival was fully acknowledged.