: the encounter with the girl in black and white

i went on a walk and walked and saw a woman walking she looked so familiar

"hello Jacob" she growled how the hell did she know my name? she looked determined for a fight, her black and white cloak disorienting me i unsheathed my blade the metal shone in the sun, "thats a nice sword bet i can take it off your hands" i realized fast she was a thief "lowly worthless fucking thief" she seemed like quick work so i got into position she pulled out a knife "i warn you sir i am a blood wielder" "your bluffing blood wielders are ancient and you look no younger than 15" i yelled she then slashed her arm blood trickled down and formed into a sword two words left my mouth before catching myself "oh shit" i breathed in and out her blade cut forward, flashing in the sunlight, i screamed, my shirt cut open, with bared teeth she attacked again. i growled tapping into my mortem instincts and ripped the flesh from her arm with my sharp teeth she screamed and held her arm She flew toward me, arm outstretched, ready to tear out my throat I dodged and punched her in the stomach and pinned her to the ground punching her repeatedly i wanted her dead i took one look at her bloody terrorized face it was Pandora my old girlfriend from school "pandora?" i said my eyes tearing up "now you remember, emo boy" Pandora whispered those words cut through me like a sword after all this time apart i never realized how torn she was when i left the blood from her nose trickled down and formed a energy bomb in her hand i ran and ducked the explosion was small but enough to kill her i looked over and walked over to her and picked her up and walked her to the airbnb we were staying Violet stepped out "is that" Violet asked I nodded and placed her down and "who is that?" Melissa asked Violet teared up "one of my old students, she was one of the best in our magic department" i took one last look at her face before burying her she looked so beautiful, despite being dead, i looked at her with pain knowing we will never fix our friendship i like to think she knew i was sorry before dying the smell of rain lingered after burying her i walked inside and laid down in my bed memories of her flashed in my mind. i kept telling myself to detach from the situation

"shes gone"

"shes gone"

"shes gone"

i worry who else will i lose now lord above?