DIEEEE

Suddenly, I'm in the mood to write something incredibly depressing. It's not my fault that I'm so tragic =.=
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"Why..." a soft whisper in the dark, "Why?!!!" turned into a scream of despair...

"You know I had to... I had no choice..." an answer, solemn, and carried with a voice that has too much woe.

"But why..." a soft sob breaks in. The girl drops to her knees, tears blurring her sight. She falls to the ground, blood slowly flowing out from the wound in her stomach. Using all her strength, she shifts her body and glares up at that person, her face contorted into a painful yet sorrowful expression, her mouth opens, she starts to speak, but it hurts. It hurts. Her stomach hurts too much for her to utter words. She stares at him with longing and woe, why did he do it?

He lowers his head and walks away, leaving the wounded girl with blood profusely oozing out die as she looses consciousness.

She watches him walk away and fade into the moonlight. Tears smear her make-up, her black eye-liner smearing her smooth, fair complexion. Darkness approaches her slowly, the burning pain fading. She blinks. Once. Twice. Her head spins. Darkness overcomes her, engulfing her, she faints. Last thing she knew was, "I'm dying"