She stood on the bridge, looking over the side. Staring at the green forests that were like needles pointing at the sky. A dark cloud settled above her. The threat of a down pour becoming more prominent. She didn't care. Instead she stood their wanting to drown. To float away from the place she was trapped in.
"Hey, Merina. I-I don't know if your listening to this... If you can hear me at all," Her vice broke as she spoke. The tears dripping down her rosy cheeks. Her eyes the same puffy red colour. "Fuck. If you are, I need you to tell me it's going to be okay. Because... I don't know anymore. I know I said I was living for you. But I don't feel like I'm living anymore. I know that I may be over-reacting. I mean, I'm sobbing on a bridge, while it's raining," She looked up, a few droplets landing on her face. What she didn't know was a few people were watching. They were listening to her words.
"What do you do when hope has been stripped from you. When you had a glimpse of the light but were dragged down the tunnel again," Harry cringed, knowing exactly what Alexandrea was talking about. "I'm trying to be strong for everyone, but it won't stop. These people I trusted- that I loved - are the ones hurting me. The one's who are taking everything from me. You know, I started to trust Clarke," She laughed slightly before scoffing. "Look where that got me. I feel more alone than I ever have. I want to hep people but how can I do that when I can't even help myself," The rain poured down on her now. Soaking her through. Her brown hair pinned to her face. waterfalls seeping off her hands. Harry watched some of the people turned away. Wondering if she'd even want him to help her.
"Why did you leave me? Huh! Why did you Leave? I need you and you left me! And what's worse is that I understand why you did it. But I can't stop hating you for it," She shouted at the clouds. Alexandrea slid down the bars, pulling her legs to her chest. Harry watched as Sylver approached, running. Pushing the small group out of the way. He slowed when approaching her. She turned her head. Squinting to get a better look through the rain. He sat next to her, pulling her shaking body into him.
"Cry. Let it all out," So she did. She sobbed into him. a small shriek of pain leaving her lips. Her mind flashing back to her sister. That day. To Cassandra. To Dewey. And her heart broke even more every time. She remembered everything vividly. She was back with hem. Surrounded by those she lost, those she helped to kill. She remembered her Father and the arguments and fight. She remembered the day her mother left. The world crumbled down on her. "I'm sorry," She cried, seeing all those faces in front of her. Her breathing quick and her heart beat erratic. Her eyes dazed as she travelled back. Sylver started crying himself. As he watched all of her progress unravel. As her hope faded. He held her hand. Squeeze. Release. Squeeze. Release. He tried to save her from her own mind. "There's so much blood,"
"Your okay. Your safe. I've got you, Ravenclaw." He cried. She started to come out of it, her head flicking around. Trying to gain control of the situation she was in. Find familiarity. The only familiarity she could find was him. She looked him in the eyes. They pressed their foreheads together. Both squeezing their eyes shut, allowing the tears to fall. "I've got you,"
"I love you, Slytherin," She laughed.
"I love you too, Ravenclaw," He said. He pulled her back in. The two curled up in the rain. We move up into the clouds. Slowly leaving them. They get further away. They get smaller and smaller, until all they are is a dot in our vision. Two characters embedded into our minds. And we leave this portion of their story. Watching them hold each other.
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I'm sorry that I haven't been uploading recently, I've started college and so writing and uploading will be pretty slow. The story is officially finished. Now, I'm sure we have all heard that netflix has cancelled the society. I have three possible things I can do: Leave it here; Finish writing the society through my book on my own; or make it a community thing where I ask for suggestions and use your suggestions to continue the story. SO, please let me know what you would want me to do.
See you later,
Paige xx
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