Kobra stared at Ghoul in disgust. Ghoul took out a flask that he secrety held in his jacket. "What did you mean by that?" Kobra spat harshly.
"I think you exactly what I mean. Even if the rest of us survive, we lost too much. Nothing will ever be the same, even if we saved the world. We would just go into the record books as musicians, or worse, outlaws. None of this was worth it. We failed. We will never win. We're better off like Ray at this point, dead. We all know he killed himself; something only one of us has even attempted! HE WAS THE FUCKIN' SANE ONE AND HE FUCKIN' KILLED HIMSELF!" Ghoul fell to the ground sobbing. "If that doesn't tell ya how screwed we are, then what the fuck does? The only one of us who hasn't lost someone is fuckin' Kobra! And let's face it, he's had some pretty intentional close calls. Just wait, the second Party goes, we'll find Kobra behind a bush, dead! I can't wait! Then you, too, will feel the pain of losing your only family. It sucks. I wanted to die the second I lost Miles. It almost killed me when I lost Cherry and Lilly. Then Jamia...Jamia kept me sane, and now sh--" He looked at Violet. Pain and betrayal stung at his eyes. He finally recognized her...She was the Cali Runner. "Y-you were there...Why couldn't you have saved her?" His eyes became less resentful, however they still stung with pain. "I'm not mad at you anymore, but I just want to know. Wasn't there anything you could do, or did she get it that bad?" No judgement was visible on his face, only sadness.
Violet began choking back tears. She had never seen someone so confident look so pitiful. She never knew Revo Rebellion, but Fun's sadness said it all. She was perfect. Not to everyone, but to him. "I-I was too...." Her words broke off in the shallow air.
"'Too' what? 'Too' scared? 'Too' far? 'Too' w--"
"Late," she choked out, before she fell to the ground. Even in the real world, the old world, she could never handle causing other people pain. It destroyed her to know that she couldn't save the only thing keeping the poor Ghoul sane. "I'm...sorry...Frankie...I...really...am," She said between sobs. She now found it hard to breathe.
"Shay, what's wrong?" Kobra dove next to her side.
"I'm so...so sorry," her world was now spinning. She was beginning to black out. At one point in her life, attacks like these were common. Panic Attacks. It never helped that she was also asthmatic. Violet's vision began to fade in and out. I still need to talk to Frankie. "By the time I got to there...she was already gone." Next came the sentences that meant the most. "I'm sorry, Frankie, I wish I could have died instead. At least then you could be happy."
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Filler chp.
I feel like every chp. is a filler now though...crap.
Sorry, I didn't update last week!
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