Allegedly

Prologue

Why couldn't I stop admiring her?

She fit perfectly  in that bath tub, like it was made specifically for her to lie in it. So was it fate? A force must have known and made it to perfectly fit her. Little did she know that here... the place where she felt the cold droplets of the shower, the scent of the minty shower jel and where she shaved her legs, was actually the place where it ended. Everything she was, and everything she would be ended right there and then. 

Water absorbing and engulfing every bit of her, until it was just her head - her beautiful face was the only thing above it. I was transfixed on the frost that started to be formed on her eyelashes, hair and her skin. The coldness didn't bother me and nor did it bother her - she still looked breathtaking.Lips were still purple - the colour of a pretty bruise, but now they were losing their colour and I could see that on her whole body aswell. Soon, she will be a white manequine ready to be displayed but not in a way that she deserves - in a high street boutique, but displayed 6 feet underground for no one to admire her. I could live with that, I have her in my memory forever and that's my greatest treasure and no one will be able to take that away from me. 

Alina's dead but smooth hand was in my hand and caressing my cheek, brushing my rough stubble. My mind just replaying memories of how many times she did this with me. But this time it is different, the coldness of her hand and the warmth of my cheek  gave me this different sense of comfort. The one that no one experiences. Eventhough she's lifeless, she gives off this radiance - that always accompanied her and now it resides on my cheek, as her frozen hand brushes them.

I started tracing the wounds on her arms. 

Even slits.

More visible now as the blood was dry and floating beside her, changing its colour. 

How did this happen so fast! Now she's just here laying naked, piercing blue eyes staring at the ceiling. I wonder was that the last thing she saw and then it all went black. What was roaming through her head at the moment - was it the pain or the fact that she was forced to the pain and couldn't do anything to save herself. Nothing. I finally swallowed the lump in my throat and  I continued to just stare a little longer...