Wilted Petals

🌹°~Chapter 6~°🌹

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Dear Wendy,

I don't even know what to say. I know you saw me as a best friend, or a guildmate, maybe even a sister like you said. But Wendy, I saw you as so much more. You were my sunshine, my shison; heck I treated you like a daughter. Wendy, I don't know how this will end for me, but just know that I love you. Never forget that.

-XOXO (N/n)❤
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And there she stood...

Her hand was firmly clamped over her mouth as her eyes were shut tight. Even though her eyes were shut, heavy tears still continued to stream down her face and create the smallest puddle on my floor.

Her body shook and trembled as pitiful shrieks, whining, and sobs escaped her throat.

And I did nothing.
Nothing, but stare.

I couldn't do anything. My eyes were struggling to stay open as I had still lie limp, and bloody in my living room's tiles.

I had to watch her cry, and cry, and cry.

I had slowly parted my chapped lips in an attempt to call her name, but all that escaped was a mouthful of blood that poured onto my crimson stained carpet. My throat had throbbed and burned with an agonising pain that had me wanted to scream; but I couldn't.

Any and all sound that used to freely pass my lips are now scarce, as I can't even breathe without wanting to cry; not that my tears would make a difference anyway.

I had noticed her legs start to tremble and wobble as she struggled to keep herself up. She had finally succumb to her wobbling legs, as her legs buckled beneath her, and her body was well acquainted with the floor.

I flinched at the loud thud that was heard. It sure did sound painful, and I can guarantee that new bruises will form on her smooth pale legs.

I wanted to help her. I wanted to hug her. I wanted to hold her, and pepper her face is soft kisses as I whispered sweet nothings into her ears. The sweetest lies would pass my lips as I falsely reassured her that I was fine.

But... I can't do that. I couldn't do that. I just helplessly lied there and watched her break.

My vision had suddenly gone blurry as I watched the scene unfold. I was crying. I could tell by the hot, wet trails that had grazed my lips.

I did my best to blink them away, but my eyelids grew heavy. So so heavy. Was this the end? Was I about to succumb to my wounds, and finally bleed to death??

My eyes grew too heavy for me to bare, and my eyes slowly fluttered closed. I had welcomed the darkness.

The last thing I could comprehend was Wendy. She had screamed my name I'm pretty sure, but who knows if I'll even be able to open my eyes in the next few minutes.

Hopefully, when I awake, I'll be in a world where I know no pain.

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I felt heavy.

So so heavy.