I woke up during the night with tears running down my face, and I didn’t know why. I opened my mouth for a fresh breath of air and tasted your lips on mine. I knew I had no choice. I had to see you, if only to leave again.
When I got to our old house, I felt strange, like I didn’t belong intruding here anymore. I knocked on the front door resolutely, but you didn’t answer. I knocked again, but somehow I knew you wouldn’t come. The door was unlocked when I tried the handle, and I was not surprised. You had always said that if anything bad was going to happen to you, then fate intended it, and you refused to make compensation for Her mistakes. You weren’t afraid of death. It was one of the things that had originally drawn me to you.
I was shaking a little, apprehension mixing with a strange anxiety I couldn’t find the source of. I paced the halls of my old house, feeling like a ghost in a deserted mansion. It seemed surreal, and I regretted that it was far too late to turn back now.
The door to the bedroom was ajar and I tapped it lightly, unsure. It swung open like it had been waiting for my touch.
The afternoon light slanted between the curtains, the sheer fabric making odd swirling shadows, but all I saw was your body, lying awkwardly on the ground, the knife by your side as though it had fallen from your dead fingers specifically to throw the sunlight back in my tear-studded eyes. The swirling was eerie in the strange silence, and the smell of death hung in the air and in my mouth. I choked and ran to your side, seeing one pale arm flung limply outward from your body, covered in a dark red substance. Blood. No! It couldn’t be! A single jewel dissociated itself with the ones pooling in my eyes, and trailed down my cheek. The scene undulated through my wet lashes, and briefly I saw the silver tracks of tearstains on your own face.
No… this wasn’t right. I still loved you! I had never gotten to say goodbye. This wasn’t fair!
Everything has a purpose… Your death only served to complete the growing sorrow within myself, showing me that I had no reason to exist anymore. I relinquished my final ties this Earth-bound Hell. Without you I was nothing, and nothing mattered. Taking one last look at your cold, dead beauty, I bent down and kissed you briefly, letting my pain go. I didn’t have to suffer anymore. I didn’t have to hide or regret or feel anything ever again.
As if in a daze I picked up the knife beside you, tangling one hand in your beautiful curls, and slashed the blade across my throat. In that moment, I knew completion for the first time in my brief and tormenting stay on Earth. I was finally ready to be with you, and I could only hope that you were waiting for me.
The girl’s body fell heavily to the ground, blood covering her, spreading a crimson pool around her head, framing her like the halo she had never worn.
Somewhere in the abyss two lovers kissed as though they’d never been apart; passion, joy and love overriding any sadness that had been in their hearts. If love were a dream, then neither of them would ever wake up again.
~THE END~