It has been two years since ________ died. Depression had finally taken over me. It was all my fault..... All my fault........ She never deserved to die.... I haven't eaten or sleep for 4 days. I had never felt so week in my entire life. I was now lying in bed with my covers on top of me.
" I'm such a horrible person....."
I tried dying, William stopped me every time. I tried cutting, Ronald took away my blade.
I just want to be.......
I groaned, " GO AWAY!!!!" My throat was parched from lack of water.
William ignored my pleades and opened the door anyway.
I hissed as the light reached my eyes and once again hid under the covers.
" Get dressed."
I heard William sigh as he walked over to my bed.
" Go awa- ACK!"
He kicked me off the bed!
I was outraged as I sat up and somewhat untangled myself from the blanket heap.
" WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT FOR!!!?!?!?!?!??!?"
" Mr.Sutcliff," William pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose," there is a winter festival going on today and you're going."
I moaned, " NNNNOOOOOO!"
I then curled up into a ball and wrapped the blanket around me. Hopefully he will leave me alone. That is all I want. Alone time. Is that too much to ask?
William walked close to me.
" This is costing me overtime......"
He then grabbed the blanket and flipped me out of it!
The sound I made as I landed face first onto the floor wasn't human.
I stood up and dusted myself off.
" Get out...."
As soon as I shoved William out of my room, I locked the door and began to change unwillingly.
* TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY SEBAS-CHAN! 030*
I was glaring at everthing and everyone. I really don't want to be here right now.
Enjoy yourself Mr.Sutcliff, he said. It will be fun, he said.
" COME ON GRELL LIGHTEN UP
Will had forced Ronald to come with me because of 'overtime'.
I hate him and everyone here.
" OMG PONY
There he goes. Good riddence.
" *sigh* I don't want to be here...."
WAIT! ...... Where did Ronald go!?!??!
* After walking for like FOREVER*
" Where the hell is he....."
WORST DAY EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
" Huh? What's this?"
I looked at the bizzare looking tent in front of me. On a banner in big bold letters it read: Madame Miranda. Fourtune Teller.
" I have nothing elese to lose ......"
Inside the tent I go.
I stared at the lady infront of me. Mid-fiftes. Blue eyes. Weird looking rode..... In the ugliest and plainest shade of purple! SHE HAS NO TATSE IN COLOR!!!! D< RED IS WWWAAAYYYY BETTER THAN PURPLE!!!!!! =_=
" How much?" Nothing is free.......
She stared at me intently. " For you....... Free." I stand corrected. That was nice I guess.......
" SOOOOOO.... What do you do? Crystal ball? Mind reading? Palm reading?"
" I look into your soul."
She stood up from her chair and walked over to me.
Down onto the other chair I go.
Once again she stared at me intenly. Creepy...........
" I sense that your in great pain...... You lost someone you loved...... _______?
HOW THE?! WHAT!?!
I slammed my hands onto the table.
" HOW THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU KNOW ABOUT _______!!!!!!!"
" I know everything..... Mr. Grell Sutcliff..."
I NEVER TOLD THIS WITCH MY NAME!!!!!!!!
" You miss her dearly..... You must love her with all your heart.... Since," she grabbed a hold of my right hand," the red string isn't limp...... It may be in knots..... She may be gone...... But fate is being kind to you...... You WILL see her again..."
" I-I will! WHEN!" I was so happy. I will finally have _____ back. MAybe this fortune telling thing wasn't a host after all!
" I DON'T KNOW WHEN!!!!! I'M NOT MIRACLE WORKER!!!!! I DON'T CONTROL THE HANDS OF TIME!!!!!! WHO DO YOU THINK I AM? GOD? A GRIM REAPER? HA!"
I snatched my hand away and stomped out of the tent.
FAKE. ALL FAKE!
" Stupid lady. Stupid fortune. Stupid life. Stupid me. STUPID EVERYTHING!!"
" OIE! GRELL THERE YOU ARE!!!!"
" GO AWAY!!!!"
I shoved Ronald out of the way and continued to stomp.
" I'M GOING HOME!"
Grim Reapers could die..... It just takes a lot to do so...
* 1 week time skip*
Overdose on pills? Check.
Haven't eaten for days? Check.
No water? Check.
Slowly dieing? CHeck.
With a shaky hand I grabbed the gun and placed it to the side of my head. My eyes began to look like glass as tears formed. Leaving a salty trail down my cheeks. My time is now up.
" Good bye cruel world....."
Pain. That was all I felt. Emotional and physical. My dry dehydrated throat screamed in pain and hurt.
I was gone.
My end has come.
I woke up only to see white.
" Where..... Where am I....."
" Hi Grell."
I turned around and saw her. ______.
The fortune teller wasn't lieing to me at all. She saw my future and brought me happiness. ______ was at my side again. She was finally mine again.