○Smile For Me○ ○Sun/Moon x Reader○

○Chapter Twenty-Nine○

○
TW: Descriptions of Death, Atempted 'sewerslide', constant begs for death, needle, death, technically murder
Enjoy
○

"Y/N!" Moon came over to me quickly and held his hand over mine. Sun, being the medical boy he is, went to grab the bandages.

Whenever Sun returned, his hands shakily lifted my shirt, just enough to see my stomach. Immediately, he began to wrap the bandages around my body relatively tightly to make sure they stayed on.

"You watched her.. didn't you? You didn't stop her from getting the knife..."

"No.. we didn't see her. I made sure the others stayed in bed," Moon told me. He was always one to do that. Whether sleeping or not, he wanted them to be in bed. "Sun was making sure no one was watching... I guess Gina slipped from our sights..."

I breathed heavily, trying not to focus on the blood that was now seeping through the bandages. It was bad enough that my hands were cut and my left leg was broken, and now my stomach was stabbed... great.

Now... Cynthia was out of the room, but that didn't stop me from standing up. I stood with a wobble and a scare of falling over right then and there. I looked toward the direction she ran. Probably Hailie's room.

A sigh left my lips as I slowly walked over to the door. The twins tried to stop me again, but failed... again. I blocked out their words and entered the room. The sight I saw was...

Cynthia stood over her limp sister. Her head was... twisted backward. Her face looked to have been caught in a scream, but also looked as if her mouth was held shut, only falling open when the person let go of her small jaw.

Along with the broken neck, she had cuts... tons and tons of cuts all over her body. Her shirt was cut open, still surprisingly on.

Cynthia looked at me. Her hands shook as she still held the knife she stabbed me with. Only now did I really see the knife going through the small child's chest. Her face was covered with tears and blood, like she regretted it.

"I– I killed my sister..." she stuttered as she spoke. Slowly, she removed the knife from Hailie. Holding it up to her throat.

Cynthia tilted her head backward as she slowly began to dig the knife into her flesh. I stared with wide eyes before running over and smacking the knife from her hand, slicing my hand, making a big gash.

"What the fuck!?" I yelled. Yeah, I wanted her dead, but Suıcıde!? Hell no!

She stared at me, shocked that I had stopped her. After all, she knew I wanted her dead. "But I.. I killed my sister! I didn't mean to! But.. the stupid... stupid.. chip!"

"Chip?"

"Behind my ear..."

I leaned over to her left ear and folded it slightly. A nice sky blue colored computer chip was there. It had a red dot in the middle. It... was ominous.

Suddenly, I felt her grab my shirt. "Please kill me! Being away from the damn place makes me more bloodthirsty! Please! Kill me!"

Her begs to be killed were just... odd. I stared at her as she began to eyewater. Her begs and pleas didn't stop. Bird didn't even care that. By now, everyone was standing at the door, seeing her beg me for death.

"Let me live with my sister again! Just.. let me die!"

I didn't want to kill her anymore. It's the kind of feeling that... I want to kill her for revenge, but... when she begs to be killed, it's a different feeling. Slowly, I took out the syringe I had in my pocket.

"Yes! Yes! Please, any way possible!"

With a sigh, I pointed the needle at her heart. She reached up and tore the shirt just enough. The skin was pale, and it pained me to stab her with the syringe. I injected the serum into her flesh, right where the heart would be.

This would be painful. And it was. The moment her skin began to crack, she began to cough. Heavily cough. With them being so close to the heart, it quickly affected the blood and then to the heart.

She soon fell to the ground, landing on her knees first. Her hands subconsciously held over her heart, as if she was having a heart attack.

"Thank you.. and.. I'm sorry, Y/N." Those were the last words she spoke as she then limply collapsed on the ground.

I sighed sadly as I threw the empty syringe away, hearing it crash upon impact. I sat down beside her and held her in a small hug. I gently rubbed her back despite her now being dead.

Everyone else was just staring at me. Stunned. They never expected to see a dead child and her sister begging for death at the same time. Thankfully, the children weren't there to see it.

Even though she's gone, and I felt bad for it. I have one person left. My mother.

But that can wait. Especially since we've all agreed to make a 'funeral' for the two Firlower siblings. The entire time, Sun and Moon just hugged me. It's not out of sadness for the girls, but because of love for me. Yeah, they couldn't care less about them. If anything, they cared more about me than themselves.

What an odd relationship I have..

○
Heya!

I'd say... we have a few more chapters left. Be ready, because the revenge will end soon.

Now then, have a great Day/Night/Evening, my fellow weirdos!

942 Words
○