unmei no akai ito
Nov 21, 2022 18:56:46 GMT -5
Post by gamemaker kelsier on Nov 21, 2022 18:56:46 GMT -5
My hands flutter to my chest, touch down lightly on the hilt of Izzy’s sword and fall away again. For one breathless moment, I don’t understand. I feel the confusion move across my face, gaze rising to stare quizzically at her.
Then it settles.
Suddenly I feel ugly, muscles so tired, skin stretched too tight over them. I’ve let myself be looked at too long again. Fingers in my hair, running through, pushing the strands back, they’re my own. I sigh, vague disappointment buying time for me.
”Told you.”
I curl my mouth up into a rueful grin. ”Stupid, huh,” I ask, lip trembling. I can’t remember the last time I cried in front of someone. I won’t here, I don’t want Izzy to have that from me so I swallow hard, pushing them back.
”I told you this was going to happen,” I continue, hands shaking as they wrap feebly at first around the hilt of the sword. Then I get a tighter grip and I pull it out from my side. It falls with a clatter where I drop it between us on the floor.
My smile falls apart from the pain and I stand there a moment, frozen as blood blooms from the tear in my chest, seeping into my shirt.
I press my palm into the wound as if it will help, as if stopping the bleeding can save me at this point but I’m a little bit beyond repair. Blood pools beneath my fingers then slips out through the cracks, as inevitable as this moment.
I raise my head to look at Jack, then the girl from Two.
Then Izzy.
I can’t seem to look at her for too long. I drop my gaze, place it back on the sword laying bloody between us.
”I wanted to be wrong this time,” I whisper, only loud enough for her to hear, fingers curling up tight against my chest, sticky with blood.
And the thirst is there, dull now, knocking itself repeatedly against my skull until it’s hard to hear anything, think anything without its interruption. My throat is dry again, my flesh dying with me still inside.
The only option I have left is to drink Izzy’s blood.
My hand falls away from my chest, and I shake my head the littlest bit.
”Just…. do what you want,” I mumble and then walk between Two and Jack out the door, back into the hall.