"Kill me."
Those were the words she uttered as she knelled before me holding a knife in her small and frail hands.
She wanted to end it all before a person she thought did not care for her.
I never said it,
but I loved her.
In this world full of abuse, darkness, and pure lack of love, I knew that we could have been together if not for the fear that stood by our door each waking moment.
"Isaac, please. End my suffering." She said as she crawled up to my feet.
I wanted to do it, but at the same time I want to spend more time with her.
What could I do?
I smiled as tears dripped down my face.
"Lets end it together, Eun Jung."
With those words we ran away into a deep sleep.
We held each other in our arms like we would never let go.
And yet,
I let her fall down.
My head slammed onto the cold, concrete floor.
I let my head fall right towards the window of our classroom, right were my seat used to be.
Now it was a lonely window.
The sun was setting before my very eyes.
I whispered to myself.
"How Beautiful. If only I could see you in a happier place."
If only,
If only.
Those words resonated deep within my soul.
I closed my eyes.

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What More Could I do
RomantikA story of unrequited love, longing, passion, and desire of teenagers in this slowly decaying world.