AS SHE WALKED TO THE TABLE FULL OF CHAMPAGNE WITH A SMILE, SHE TURNED AROUND, AND SAW HIM FALLING TO THE FLOOR RED BLOOD COMING FROM HIS SIDE. SHE DROPPED THE GLASS SHE WAS HOLDING AND RUSHED OVER TO HIM. SHE SANK TO THE GROUND CRYING AND SCREAMING WHEN SUDDENLY SHE STOPPED, SNAPPED HER HEAD UP AND RAN. SHE RAN AND RAN TILL SHE FINALLY FACED HIM,
'YOU- YOU KILLED HIM. HOW COULD YOU?'
'IT WAS NOT SO HARD, SEEING YOU HAPPY WITH HIM WAS KILLING ME. I SHOULD BE THE ONE YOU DANCE WITH. I SHOULD BE THE ONE YOU KISS AND LAUGH WITH.' HE SHOUTED, THEN HE LOWERED HIS VOICE AND ADDED, 'AND NOW YOU FINALLY CAN.'
SHE LOOKED AT HIM WITH DISGUST, 'NO. YOU WILL NEVER BE THE ONE I KISS, YOU WILL NEVER BE THE ONE I LAUGH WITH.'
'YOU WILL LOVE ME.' HE DEMANDED.
'SHE WILL NEVER CHOOSE YOU, BROTHER'
SHE TURNED AROUND SEEING HIM STAND THERE WITH BLOOD ALL OVER HIS SHIRT, SHE RUSHED OVER TO HIM SUPPORTING HIM SO HE COULD STAND.
'SHE ALREADY CHOSE WICH HARDIN-BROTHER SHE WANTS AND, NEWS FLASH MY BIG BROTHER, IT'S NOT YOU. YOU CAN'T ALWAYS WIN.'
HE PULLED OUT HIS GUN AND SHOT HIS BROTHER.
'SOMETHING I SHOULD HAVE DONE A LONG TIME AGO.' HE SAID AS HE FACED HER AGAIN WIPING THE TEAR ROLLING DOWN HER CHEEK. 'I'M NOT LEAVING SOON MI AMOR'
HE GENTLY GRABBED HER JAW AND KISSED HER PATIONALTLY AND LONG.
'I LOVE YOU MY PRETTY BOY' SHE SAID WITH A SMILE, 'BUT WE NEED TO GET YOU TO THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW.' HE SMILLED AND GROANED IN APPROVAL.
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PoetryTHIS IS A BOOK FULL OF POETRY I WRITE. THESE ARE MY PURE EMOTIONS. TRIGGER WARNING (suïcide, depression, death, love, pain, childhood trauma, trauma, father issues...)
