A Night With Endless Dreams

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It was morning, maybe around 7, I was on the bus with maybe 40 other kids. The sunlight was in my eyes as I stared at the window. My only friend, Claire, sat down beside me like she always did. "Erza! How are you today?" She greeted with her same cheery voice that always made me smile when I am frowning. 

I sighed as I looked over at her. I placed a fake smile on my lips. "I'm fine." I whispered in low voice. "Thanks for asking." I added shortly after.    

She smiled and nodded. Claire wasn't any normal 15 year old, she was very mature and cares for everyone but mostly me. I remember one time that I fell down on playground and got a huge gash on my knee. Claire ran towards me without second thought and bend down beside me. She kissed my wound and carried me to the teacher. I always admired her even though I don't show it. I believe she knew that I did.

Then it happened, a guy in high school went mad. He started screaming and throwing up something that smelt terrible. Blood was on the wall and everyone within 4 feet from him. I felt a pull on my sleeve causing me to fall on her chest. "I don't want the blood to get on you." I heard her whisper in my hair."I don't want you get your face filthy again."

I looked up at her face to see blood on her shoulders and hair mixed with some throw up. "Claire?! There is..." I said with my brown eyes wide. "I know." She cut me off with her quiet whisper.

I felt her tear hit my scarlet hair as she spoke to me that it will be okay. Then it ended with a crash of human flesh. The guy had fallen with one last scream that was unforgettable. Claire let go of me with a gentle push. I looked at her for moment to see that her hair and back was consumed by blood and throw up with its color.

"Erza...I'm going to die and I don't..." Her eyes twitched as she spoke. I widen my eyes and replied with no. No,Claire, you are NOT going to die. But why is she dying? Was it the blood or the vomit from the guy? "It's a disease that has killed many, and it kills within 48 hours. So I want you to kill me." Tears flowed down my cheeks.

"I can't kill you, Claire Elric! You can't die!" I told her, but she grabbed my hands with her own. "Please..." She begged me, "I want to see your lovely face when I die."

I can't remember what happened next,it was a blur, but when I got my senses back, I was standing in Claire's bedroom with a gun in my hand. Tears flowing down both of ours cheeks. "I remember,Erza, that...I love you." Then I pulled the trigger.

          

                                                      

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