"ALISHA!"
...
She never saw it coming.
She never made it across the road.
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Red.
That was all he could see.
Red was EVERYWHERE.
Claude wanted to yell her name.
He wanted to scream that it wasn't true, that his best friend was ok.
He wanted to run.
He wanted to do SOMETHING.
...
But all he could hear was the blood rushing at his ears.
All he could smell was the metallic scent of blood.
All he could see was red.
All he could do was stand there as tears streamed down his face like a broken string of pearls.
She was gone.
And he did NOTHING.
Sorry for the extremely short chapter but I wanted to keep it short and simple. Too much and it looses it's effect right?
~Aqua
P.s. Sorry about how crappy the drawing is...
