THE TWO GIRLS continued to stare at each other. Timothée, who was awkwardly standing behind Mal and trying to protect her, spotted the sharp, glowing object in Lily's hand, and leaned forward to whisper something in Mal's ear.

"Mal, she has a knife..."

Mal smirked.

"I don't care."

Lily smirked back, flicking the knife in her hand so they could both see it clearly.

"I always wanted to try this one out."

"It's over, Lily. The police will be here any minute now, so you don't want to do anything stupid." Mal retorted, still making sure her boyfriend was standing behind her.

"It's really cute that you think you can protect him. You can, yes, but he can't protect you."

"He doesn't have to."

Mal stepped forward, which made Timothée shake his head in denial.

"Why are you doing this, Lily?"

"Because I want to. He hurt me! You have no idea how much it hurt for your partner to leave you for someone else, because he left me for you!"

Timothée shook his head, tears filling his eyes yet again.

"You left me, Lily! You left me for this guy James, or whatever his name was. Where is he right now, anyway?"

"He left me! Just like you did. You're not an angel, Timothée, and you know it!"

"I never said I was an angel, Lily! But you were... Expecting so much from me, bullying me, abusing me." he spoke in a soft tone, clearly heartbroken, "I'm not an angel, but I don't deserve this. No one does!"

Lily shook her head, furrowing her eyebrows in frustration.

"You ruined everything!" she yelled, then hurried towards them, holding up the knife in her hand. Timothée tried to push his girlfriend away, but she didn't move a muscle. Before the knife could hit her, Mal held up her hand and held onto Lily's wrist as tightly as possible, stopping her almost immediately.

"Lily, stop! Stop doing that, you're going to regret it!"

"I'm not regretting anything!"

Lily waved the knife in her hand to force the other girl to let go, then stabbed it as hard as she could go into the body in front of her.

Timothée's eyes widened, which was soon followed by a scream coming out of his mouth as he felt the love of his life falling backwards, letting out the softest gasp ever while hitting his body gently with a small thud.

"Mal?!"

She didn't answer.

He held her in his arms and fell to the ground. Her eyes were wide open in shock, still hanging onto the knife with her weak hands.

"Mal?"

Air began to slowly leave her body.

"Come on, baby, stay with me..."

He planted his lips above hers, trying to push air into her lungs.

"Please, Mal."

Lily's eyes widened, realization hitting her, then looked down at the sight of her ex boyfriend crying desperately as he tried to do CPR.

"Lily?! Please, Lily, help her!"

She let out a small tear while she sat on the floor across from Timothée, then leaned in towards Mal and began to push air into her mouth.

To no avail.

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