He Will Be the Death of Me

Vixen looked down at the clear-blue liquid. There was no reason to wait. After all, her mom was dead, her dad didn't really love her, and the only person she loved was waiting on the other side. Vixen choked down the liquid, which tasted oddly of old sweets and had a peculiar drying effect. As she lay there, Vixen thought about her mom and wondered if she would see her. She'd have to ask Camron. Suddenly, Vixen started spluttering and coughing. She touched a hand to her face and when she pulled it away, she found it to be covered in blood. Vixen felt her chest contracting and her heartbeat slowing. The last thing Vixen saw before she died, as her chest contracted furiously, trying to gather air, was her drawing pad, open to her drawing of Camron from the day she first saw him. She felt her eyelids getting heavy and her heart stopping. Finally, Vixen Chancia Hope took a shaking, bloody breath... and died