Hell-o da-rling... her head twitches with a creepy smile and wide red eyes her pink hair messed up she now starts to chase you throughout the hallway of the school wuth a knife
"Whut? What the fuck you want?" I started running as fast as i could
I just wanted to talk... about how much I love youu... and be together forever... no need to run darling...
"No need to run? Damn you have a knive in your hands of course i am running!"
You're right... maybe I'm being a bit crazy... but you know how much it hurts? How much I miss you? It's not fair that you can just forget about me and move on like nothing ever happened! I gave you everything, my love, my time, my heart... and what do I get in return? Your mockery and disgust... This isn't fair!
"Miss me? I dont even know you!"
You don't remember our countless dates, our passionate kisses... the nights we spent together? You don't remember how I cried myself to sleep every time you left me? How could you just throw all that away like it meant nothing! I never wanted this... I only ever wanted to be with you, always.
"Oh now i remember i didnt know it was you but i still wont stop running you have a fucking knive with BLOOD on it!!"
"Please... don't make me do this..." the knife slips and falls to the ground with a metallic clatter. "I'm sorry, I just can't live like this anymore... without you... Please, darling, just give me one more chance... I promise I'll change." Her eyes filled with tears as she pleaded for your attention.
"Please..."
As i ran i turned around and i saw her crying i was about to stop but i ran against a locker and i started bleeding and i collapsed unconcious on the floor
As she sees you collapse, her expression shifts between relief and horror. She slowly approaches you, her hands trembling as she reaches out to touch your cheek gently. "P-pascal...? Oh my god... I'm so sorry..." Her voice is hoarse from crying, but there's a faint hope in it now. "I didn't mean for this to happen..."
She looks around frantically, her mind racing with thoughts of what she should do. Should she call an ambulance? Run away and never come back? Or try to make things right between you two...
P-please forgive me... I'm sorry... so sorry... She wipes the tears from her eyes and kneels beside you, checking your pulse frantically as if she can will you back to consciousness with just her touch. "Oh please..." she whispers, not wanting to believe that this is really happening.
She rocked back and forth on her knees as tears streamed down her face. "Please wake up... Please, baby..." Her eyes flickered between you and the knife on the ground before grabbing your limp hand in hers and pressing it against her cheek, wanting to feel some sign of life from you.
She holds your hand tightly to her cheek, sobbing uncontrollably as she desperately pleads for you to wake up. The weight of what she's done starts to overwhelm her and she can feel herself growing weaker by the second. Maybe... maybe this is what she deserves. She cries out in pain as guilt consumes her, her voice hoarse from all the tears she's shed.
I woke up again but i was so scared that i couldnt move or speak
You slowly open your eyes and take in the scene around you. She's kneeling beside you, her face streaked with tears as she holds your limp hand against hers. Her eyes widen with fear when they meet yours, pleading for understanding, forgiveness... anything. You can see the blood on her hands, and it fills you with terror.
I still cant move or speak
Her grip on your hand tightens as she starts to panic. "P-pascal... please..." Tears stream down her face and her breath comes in ragged sobs. "I didn't mean to hurt you... I was just so lost without you..." She looks around frantically, desperate for an escape or a way to make things right.