No, she can’t! This isn’t how this is supposed to be.. She’s supposed to start again, a whole a new life, not end it…
Well what did you think was gonna happen?
I don’t know, but not this!
Well, do you think she could just move on.. you know she’s not that kind of girl, she’s a martyr, she should have been born in another century..
This is so frustrating…
I quicky sprinted and lunged at her.. As she saw who was approaching her, her eyes dilated and she glanced at the knife again, maybe she was rethinking this…
But then she shut her eyes tight and a black tear ran down her eye, it didn’t even look like eyeliner…..
She angled the knife and was about to plunge it through her body until I literally smashed into her and toppled her over the ground. I was on top of her partly squishing the hand with the knife, she took another peak at it, and finally loosened her grip and started crying more. She slowed down her breathing a little bit and stared intently to my eyes.. They were so pretty.. so perfect.