WARNING: This is a bit gory and really, really sad. Just FYI...
Everywhere she went, he followed her. I'm not following you, he'd say, we're just going to the same place. She knew why he wouldn't leave her alone. He wouldn't let her do it. And he promised that if he was with her, he would stop her. It really ticked her off. It was her own choice, not his. He just didn't agree with it. But none of it mattered. She was going to do it. Tonight. And he wouldn't be able to stop her.
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"Where are you going?"
"Somewhere."
"Cool! That's where I'm going too!" The purple eyed girl sighed and continued walking down the street, the boy attached to her by the hip. He had a happy smile on his face as they walked, his white hair bouncing from his step. It almost made the girl feel bad for going. Almost though. She had already decided it was tonight. They stopped at a light, waiting for the flashing red hand to turn green and allow them to go."
"Cassy, why are you so gloomy today?" The boy looked over at her, trying to get a smile out of her. It didn't work.
"I'm not 'gloomy' Alex. This is just how I look," she mumbled, clearly frustrated. He immediately sensed that she wasn't in the mood, so he just kept quiet as they continued down the street. In the middle of their silence, droplets of water could be heard crashing onto the pavement. Neither of them changed their emotion, they just ignored the rain soaking them to the core. As they continued walking, the boy peaked his arm through hers so they could walk with linked arms; but Cassiopea removed her arm right away.
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They walked further and further away from the city, until they began to reach a suburban area. The whole walk over, Alex never asked what she was doing, or where she was going. He just followed her like a lost puppy. The pavement sidewalk began to turn into pebbles and dust and the roads and cars were replaced with grass and trees. You could feel the atmospheric change as you walked out of the polluted city. The girl sniffed the air and smiled a little bit, the sweet scent of flowers and rain cleansing her. Unfortunately for her, Alex saw the smile.
"I knew you could smile! See, you aren't always gloomy!" The purple haired being looked over at him, a glare painted on her face.
"I never said I was always gloomy." She continued down the dirt path, walking faster so that he would clearly see she wanted to be alone. He didn't get the message.
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About a half hour later, Cassiopea went up to a log cabin. It was small and homey looking, except for the bulletproof windows. She grabbed a key from her back pocket and stuck it in the doorknob, opening the door. She walked in, and before Alex could as well; she shut the door in his face and locked it.
"Okay," he yelled. "I'll just wait here."
The girl sighed. He's just trying to be nice, she thought to herself. He cares about you.
"Like it matters", she said to herself. As soon as a few minutes had passed by, Cass grabbed a few things from around the house, knowing exactly where everything was and how it was going to happen. This night had been planned since her almost crowning, but she had only recently found a place to do it. Alex had greatly interfered with her plans, but this show had to go on.
From a corner of the cabin she pulled out a small dagger and placed it on the clear and dusty floor. Next, a pistol from a kitchen cabinet. And lastly, in a bag hidden deep in the fridge, a poisonous flower. They all laid in a row, in the exact order she had grabbed them. The purple haired girl sat down in front of them, her legs crossed, and began her work.
Cassiopea un-buttoned the few lower buttons of her shirt, stopping before her breasts, and tied the extra cloth out of the way to reveal her pale stomach. She reached for the dagger, her hand shaking just slightly; but she quickly snapped out of it and firmly held it. Just as she was about to dig it in her stomach, Alex's voice boomed from outside.
"Hey Cassy? What are you doing in there?"
Sighing, she ignored it and stabbed the knife into the spot above her navel, forcing herself not to scream aloud. After the first incision, she cut the shape of a circle, blood pouring from the wound rapidly. Then she grabbed the pistol and placed it in the center of the circle, and slowly pulled the trigger. The shot could be heard everywhere, and it rung inside the boy's ears.
"Cass!" At once, he began banging on the door, even though he knew she wouldn't get it. So he started to bang the door down. Each time he hit it, the old door would creek and break a little.
The purple haired girl looked over at the door and quickly grabbed the bag with the flower, while she could still stay sitting up. Holding the stem with the inside of the bag, she forced the head of the flower to sit inside the shotgun wound. As soon as she did it, she collapsed, but she was still awake.
Immediately after, Alex burst through the door and saw her laying on the floor, the flower shoved inside her.
"Cass!" He went over to her side and tried to stop the bleeding with his coat, but she put her hand on his.
"Stop, trying.. To save me," she whispered out, her voice breaking. "It's time for me to go..."
"No, you can't. I won't let you!"
"Alex, it's too late... The poison from the flower has already seeped into my bloodstream. It's, only a matter of minutes... Until I go..." He took his jacket and wrapped it around her body, covering the shot wounds. Then picked her up and held her in her arms, holding her close to his chest as he tried not to cry. She smiled a little and managed a small chuckle. Alex looked down at her, mortified that she could laugh now.
"W-Why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at you. Because you still think... You can save me..." She rose her porcelain hand up to his face and stroked his cheek gently. Carefully, she pulled down his head and kissed his nose.
"Cass... Please..."
"Goodbye Alex," she said in a final breath, before her body laid limp in his arms.
Everywhere she went, he followed her. I'm not following you, he'd say, we're just going to the same place. She knew why he wouldn't leave her alone. He wouldn't let her do it. And he promised that if he was with her, he would stop her. It really ticked her off. It was her own choice, not his. He just didn't agree with it. But none of it mattered. She was going to do it. Tonight. And he wouldn't be able to stop her.
~~~~~~
"Where are you going?"
"Somewhere."
"Cool! That's where I'm going too!" The purple eyed girl sighed and continued walking down the street, the boy attached to her by the hip. He had a happy smile on his face as they walked, his white hair bouncing from his step. It almost made the girl feel bad for going. Almost though. She had already decided it was tonight. They stopped at a light, waiting for the flashing red hand to turn green and allow them to go."
"Cassy, why are you so gloomy today?" The boy looked over at her, trying to get a smile out of her. It didn't work.
"I'm not 'gloomy' Alex. This is just how I look," she mumbled, clearly frustrated. He immediately sensed that she wasn't in the mood, so he just kept quiet as they continued down the street. In the middle of their silence, droplets of water could be heard crashing onto the pavement. Neither of them changed their emotion, they just ignored the rain soaking them to the core. As they continued walking, the boy peaked his arm through hers so they could walk with linked arms; but Cassiopea removed her arm right away.
~~~~~~~
They walked further and further away from the city, until they began to reach a suburban area. The whole walk over, Alex never asked what she was doing, or where she was going. He just followed her like a lost puppy. The pavement sidewalk began to turn into pebbles and dust and the roads and cars were replaced with grass and trees. You could feel the atmospheric change as you walked out of the polluted city. The girl sniffed the air and smiled a little bit, the sweet scent of flowers and rain cleansing her. Unfortunately for her, Alex saw the smile.
"I knew you could smile! See, you aren't always gloomy!" The purple haired being looked over at him, a glare painted on her face.
"I never said I was always gloomy." She continued down the dirt path, walking faster so that he would clearly see she wanted to be alone. He didn't get the message.
~~~~~~~~
About a half hour later, Cassiopea went up to a log cabin. It was small and homey looking, except for the bulletproof windows. She grabbed a key from her back pocket and stuck it in the doorknob, opening the door. She walked in, and before Alex could as well; she shut the door in his face and locked it.
"Okay," he yelled. "I'll just wait here."
The girl sighed. He's just trying to be nice, she thought to herself. He cares about you.
"Like it matters", she said to herself. As soon as a few minutes had passed by, Cass grabbed a few things from around the house, knowing exactly where everything was and how it was going to happen. This night had been planned since her almost crowning, but she had only recently found a place to do it. Alex had greatly interfered with her plans, but this show had to go on.
From a corner of the cabin she pulled out a small dagger and placed it on the clear and dusty floor. Next, a pistol from a kitchen cabinet. And lastly, in a bag hidden deep in the fridge, a poisonous flower. They all laid in a row, in the exact order she had grabbed them. The purple haired girl sat down in front of them, her legs crossed, and began her work.
Cassiopea un-buttoned the few lower buttons of her shirt, stopping before her breasts, and tied the extra cloth out of the way to reveal her pale stomach. She reached for the dagger, her hand shaking just slightly; but she quickly snapped out of it and firmly held it. Just as she was about to dig it in her stomach, Alex's voice boomed from outside.
"Hey Cassy? What are you doing in there?"
Sighing, she ignored it and stabbed the knife into the spot above her navel, forcing herself not to scream aloud. After the first incision, she cut the shape of a circle, blood pouring from the wound rapidly. Then she grabbed the pistol and placed it in the center of the circle, and slowly pulled the trigger. The shot could be heard everywhere, and it rung inside the boy's ears.
"Cass!" At once, he began banging on the door, even though he knew she wouldn't get it. So he started to bang the door down. Each time he hit it, the old door would creek and break a little.
The purple haired girl looked over at the door and quickly grabbed the bag with the flower, while she could still stay sitting up. Holding the stem with the inside of the bag, she forced the head of the flower to sit inside the shotgun wound. As soon as she did it, she collapsed, but she was still awake.
Immediately after, Alex burst through the door and saw her laying on the floor, the flower shoved inside her.
"Cass!" He went over to her side and tried to stop the bleeding with his coat, but she put her hand on his.
"Stop, trying.. To save me," she whispered out, her voice breaking. "It's time for me to go..."
"No, you can't. I won't let you!"
"Alex, it's too late... The poison from the flower has already seeped into my bloodstream. It's, only a matter of minutes... Until I go..." He took his jacket and wrapped it around her body, covering the shot wounds. Then picked her up and held her in her arms, holding her close to his chest as he tried not to cry. She smiled a little and managed a small chuckle. Alex looked down at her, mortified that she could laugh now.
"W-Why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at you. Because you still think... You can save me..." She rose her porcelain hand up to his face and stroked his cheek gently. Carefully, she pulled down his head and kissed his nose.
"Cass... Please..."
"Goodbye Alex," she said in a final breath, before her body laid limp in his arms.
