Their hands were laced together, both placed on her bleeding stomach. The blood was everywhere by now. It was even spewing from her mouth. Richie's eyes held pain as he looked around at his friends standing behind him, shocked at how quickly the boy was dying.
"Why aren't you doing anything?!" Richie yelled at them, the tears on his face clear as day, "why aren't you helping her?! She's going to die!!"
He rested his head on her chest, her other hand placed on the back of his head. He could hear her dull heartbeat and the sound of her breath fading away.
"Please stay with me," he sobbed as he lifted his head away, staring at the blood trickling from her mouth and her dying eyes, "I can't do it without you."
She slightly smiled as her hand dropped from the back of his head.
"You did it Richie. You conquered your fear."
"But one of them is coming true," her eyes shut, showing she was truly gone,
"Losing you."
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