*Harper's pov*
Liz was sobbing uncontrollably. I placed an arm around her. She continued to cry uncontrollably and hiccuped. I placed my arm around her shoulder and comforted her."it's going to be fine ... relax ..breathe in and out with me.....And calm yourself . " Her hands were shaking . I started rubbing her back while speaking soothing words. After a few minutes she calmed down . " better?" I asked " y-yes " she stammered out between sobs . I rubbed her back for few more minutes and went downstairs to get a glass of milk for her . Liz had been my friend for almost ten years and I was accustomed to be house .
Entering the kitchen , I walked over to the fridge and brought out a bottle of milk . The sound of a dog barking echoed through the hot street in the afternoon . I uncapped the bottle and poured the milk out . Liz just tried to kill herself . She cut herself. I need to talk about it to her . I just can't leave her like this . It was stupid of me not paying attention to the signs of her being depressed . But well now the cat is out of the box . I continued wondering about if she would have wanted to tell her parents or anyone else . I was snapped into reality after the milk glass overflowed with milk and poured on the floor .
After I was done cleaning . I walked back to liz's room and found her quiet now while examining her wounds ." You should have not done that " before she could reply i handed her the glass of milk and slumped on the chair beside her bed. The walls were dusty . Due to them not being cleaned . This room seemed dull the rest of the house . the day was sunny , a good day for a trip on the streets of New York but lizzy seemed in no condition to a trip outside. I gestured her to sleep and she followed covering her head under the thin sheet of blanket . I laid my head near her and closed my eyes .
I'm back in San Francisco . The waves hit the corner of the stone in standing and the small rocks are arranged in the form a labyrinth . The lands end laybrinth , Francisco . The sea foam breaks after crashing on the black rocks in the water . My back is faced towards the The golden gate bridge and tiny droplets of water touch my face . The cold breeze ruffles my hair . The greenery is fasinating and more in front of New York . An eagle circles in the sky with all its wings spread like a long a suddenly vanishes in the clouds . Natlie stands before me with to men wearing a black t-shirt by her side . Her blue denim is torn from the bottom like some animal ripped it off and she wears a snug smile . Her face hold a look of satisfaction beacuse ...because I stand before her ... Its the day that she killed me . Soon I feel someone grip my left leg but with soft an tiny hands . I turn back to see a child of age almost 6 years and hazel eyes staring into mine . Her small pink hands grip the fabric of my black jeans tightly as tears stream down her face . Her wet brown hair is plastered all over her face as she says "Zia who is she ? " "Is she the one who killed your mommy ?" " Is she going to hurt me ?"
Suddenly pain erupts from my stomach as I crumple towards the ground my knees hit the rough soil . I pressed my hand to my stomach . The corners of natlie's mouth curled into a smile . She ordered one of the man on her side wearing a black shirt towards me. Blood streamed down my hands and my jeans were soiled with blood . He pulled the child off my shoulders and dragged him away from me . He clasped her hand over her mouth not before she screamed for zia again . I realised it was my name .....Zia. ..she was calling me .
I turned to her trying my best to move and help her but my weak body proceeded to ache at any movement.He wrapped his arms around her frail neck and started to press . She soon started to gasp for air . His bulky hands gripped tighter around her neck . I screamed for help with all the strength I had left in myself . I heard another gunfire and another bullet pierced my skin on my left shoulder. Idropped on the ground as a distance sound of and electric bell ringing started in my ear . By now her nose and ears were bleeding and her lips had become a clear tiny of blue .
White spots started blocking my vision . The ringing in my ears increased as my eyes weighted down . Pain has earlier engulfed me but now I felt like it was flowing out of me like my blood did when Natlie had shot me in the shoulder and abdomen . My fingers felt numb and the soil around me turned crimson red. I agreed to shut my eyes but before that I saw the lifeless of the child with sweet pink cheeks which were now blue due to lack of oxygen and and crimoson red with blood drop on the dusty ground . Her eyes were wide open and only the whites were visible. Her pink skirt was torn from the bottom and her top was dusty and soiled with blood. The ringing in my ears increased as I closed my eyes. Slipping in a void of darkness .
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