7). Blood is thicker than water

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Akiro's PoV

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*This is a Flashback*

I can smell it. I can feel it. I can taste it pouring out.

Blood. . .

It's filling my mouth, spitting out my throat as I cough. It's clutching to my skin as it drags itself down my chin. That sweet smell of blood is no longer sweet, but a bland, scentless stench. How gruesome. I can hear him panting, and I can see him lifting up his shoe. His face is cruel, twisted, hideous; yet, he's so beautiful. Betrayal or not, this boy is pretty, however, his personality is not.

I can feel my body already moving, twisting itself around and grabbing his foot and tugging it so he falls. I cough loudly, wiping my mouth and sitting on his ribcage, wrapping my long, bloodied fingers around his neck and squeezing tightly. The fear in his eyes at that very moment in time sent a wave of shocks up my spine, making me smile. He digs his nails into my hands like claws, scratching desperately to make me let go. The stinging feeling of an open wound having the touch of air is so lovely.

I can hear steps behind me, and I loosen my grip and turn around, feeling something heavy being thumped against my head, making me fall over to the side and groan, spitting out more blood as it forms a puddle under my head. I can feel my body slowly draining of energy as I begin to close my eyes.

Much to my misfortune, I can hear her screaming, I can feel her tears.

She takes a step, and then there's silence.

I turn my head to see where she was, my eyes darting around until they lay on her body. I cough up more blood, unable to move my body. Is she gone?

Will we join each other?

Or will I go to hell, and her heaven?

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She's gone. I can feel myself slowly slipping away and my eyes closing. The sirens blast just as I close them, and I can hear people rushing over to see if I was okay. They were too late.

Her boyfriend tried to hold her back from coming to me, but in the end, Blood proved to be thicker than water. . .