The Lost Ones

The Lost Ones - Chpt 21

*Y/N POV*

Take care of yourself.

And a click was the last thing I heard...

... or so I thought.

I clenched my eyes shut, probably trying to brace myself for the pain. After hearing the discharge of my pistol and feeling nothing, but a forceful push on my hand, I forced my eyes open in shock.

Who would want to steal me away from ever-lasting bliss? Want me to drown in more problems?

My eyes widened at the revelation of who stopped me.

"Eliza?"

She looked so scared. Was she scared of what I was about to do? Or was she scared of what I would do to her for stopping me? Her red, tear-stricken cheeks made me worried for her. She had been crying. For me? Doubtful. She was just scared of seeing a suicide nothing more.

I even failed in killing myself. What a surprise.

I just looked at her and she looked back for what seemed like hours. I expected her to walk away or something. She did her job, didn't she?

One thing I did not expect was for her to crash her face into my chest, hugging me like her life depended on it, her fingers digging into my back. I felt my heart drop as she sobbed shamelessly on me.

How could I have thought of her as a heartless monster? I am more of a monster than her. Why did she stop me? This monster could have left this world, why did she want to keep this one?

I felt my arms moving on their own accord, hugging her back equally as hard.

Who am I kidding? I want her here. I need to stop lying to myself. I want her. I need her. I... I love her.

I let the tears flow, I could not hold it in anymore. I pulled her closer to my chest if it was even possible, as we were very close as it was. I shushed her continuously, only stopping to get my breath, stroking her beautiful red hair.

We sat on the ground in the same position for a long time. It was a great comfort when I no longer heard her full-on sobs, the sound of her hics and haps filled the room. To my great surprise and discomfort, she pulled back, leaving coldness when there was once warmth. She started pounding on my chest, while I looked on into her beautiful brown eyes.

"Why Y/N? Why would you do this? What did you think doing this will accomplish? Do you think I'll be happy if you were dead? I love you Y/N I still do. How could you do this to me? To yourself? Why do you lock yourself in here, kicking yourself when you could have just come and talk to me? You know, I know that you know that I would help you, regardless of what it was right? You just had to talk to me. How could you do this to me? How could you do this to me? ..." She said, repeating the last phrase over and over while, repeatedly softly punching my chest, the punches getting softer and softer.

I let her keep beating me until she stopped. Then, I looked her right into her eyes. Her red, teary stained eyes, full of pain, sadness and suffering.

"I'm sorry. I truly am. I shouldn't have done this to you. To us. I don't know what I was thinking. Please don't leave me. Please don't leave me like everybody did. I love you." I said, pulling her close to me, her face inches from mine, my eyes wondering between her lush lips and her red, yet beautiful eyes.

Her face changed from anger and sadness to genuine shock. Her hands, resting on my chest, now went to my cheeks, caressing it with her thumbs gently. The build up of tears in her puffy eyes and the quivering of her lips made me speechless. Even in such a sad, pitiful state, she looked beautiful. We just sat there for minutes, looking into each other's eyes as though we were meant to be. It stayed like that for a while... until she pulled me in for a kiss.

P.S This might be my last chapter for this story. I might add on to it in the foreseeable future, but as of now, I can't continue with this story. Thank you all for keeping up with this story. I'm sorry that I had to leave it like this. I hoped you enjoyed, despite how brief it was.

P.P.S I would like to thank rommel_209 for your great support for this story.

Once more, thank you all very much. Tschüss, viel spaß und viel Glück.