༄What..
Happened?
Everything's dark.
I tried to push myself up from where I was.
Didn't work?
Am I trapped somewhere?
I looked next to me.
Light source.
Am I under the bed??
I rolled to where I was next to the bed, and got up.
My entire body aches.
Coiny isn't here, either.
I looked at the door. With.
No door.
What did I miss??
I grabbed my point..
My point.
It's.. gone.
Oh. Oh well.
I pushed the used to be door and stared at one big metal..thing.
It took me a while to realize.
There was blood all over the floor.
Firey.
Is he..?
Just then, I felt myself throw up on the spot.
I couldn't take it.
Coiny killed him.
Full on murder.
How would Leafy react?
I avoided the body and opened the door to my room, where I let her stay.
"Leafy!!"
Would she even be in there? I'm sure Firey had hit her door.
Where was she??
"Leafy, please answer me! Firey's-"
"What!? What happened?"
Oh. So she answers to his name.
Does she still care or something?
"Well, first. Where are you?"
She exited the closet?
She was also holding a flower in a cup. Cute?
"Pin, your point-"
"I'm okay, tell me what happened."
"I-I got scared. There was a loud bang at the door and I hid." She hesitated.
"Oh.. Yeah, come outside."
I grabbed her hand and lead her to Firey.
A loud gasp was heard behind me.
"No, no, no! Firey??"
She was on the verge of tears.
She grabbed his hand. Probably cold and lifeless. How saddening.
"Leafy- Didn't you hate Firey?"
"NO!" She screamed. "I may have hurt him long ago, but not wanting him dead!"
Oh..
"Help me bring him to his room!" She cried.
"Leafy, that's not safe-"
I saw the sadness in her eyes. She's too
caring.
I lifted up the upper half of his 'lifeless' body, as she carried the lower half. Blood kept dripping as we carried him to his bed.
She grabbed the first aid kit that... he had?
Why would he have a first aid kit?
She wrapped bandages around everywhere he was injured. Looked like two blows to the head. Poor guy.
As I was leaving, I heard her soft cries filling his room with guilt and sadness.
I don't care about Firey as much as she does, obviously..
Is that bad?
I frowned. "Please rest more, Leafy. I'm sure he's okay." A total lie. He's dead.
She nodded. I knew she wouldn't listen to me at all, but it's all I could do
at the time.
Just sit back and watch him die, while she breaks down.
I went back into my room, avoiding the blood puddle again.
I grabbed the cup with the flower.
How calming at times like this.
I walked back to Firey's room and left the flower cup there for the both of them on the dresser, as I closed the door.
