Zane's.... Dead. Gone.

Joen's been trying to cheer me up, but it's not working. I can't believe the one person I've known since I was incredibly little finally died like the rest of them. Maybe what those villagers all those years ago said was true.

I'm a curse.

Slash.

I'm soulless

Cut.

I'm a demon.

One.

I belong in hell.

Two.

It's all my fault.

Three.

No one will love me.

Fo-

I fell into the floor the blade I was using on the four next to me, Joen on top of me.

"Senpai, no. I can't lose my only love," he whispered staring into my eyes.

"You can live the same way I am," I pushed him off, "become what they call you."

I waited until I heard him Keane before getting the blade and continuing.

He doesn't love me. No one loves me. They never did, they never will.

I heard fighting going on outside. I got up and exited my house and room.

Then I saw her, much older and much more mature, but it was definitely her. My closest friend before she died.

Or I thought she died.

"Cake?!I thought you died with Garroth!" I was holding back my tears, my voice started wavering.

"It was a fake, so new and Garroth could run away together! I didn't tell you because we wanted it to be real as possible! I'm sorry!" She was being sincere, but it was hard y to believe.

I walked back into my house slamming the sit behind me crying.

"I mourned for her and him for how many years again!? Just to find she was completely fine just around the corner the entire time!" I stomped off to my room and grabbed the blade.

"I will show them how they made me feel, how I feel now, all because of this, because of me" I told myself.

They were alive

One.

They never told me

Two.

She came back after he died.

Three.

I continued to cut myself, not being interrupted this time. I started licking the blood that was doing from my arms. My cuts didn't heal like I hoped, which meant long sleeves, great.

Alex: 366 words! This is something based on real life ((don't judge))
Cake: WHYYYYYYYY
Alex: I HAD TO OKAY?! Enjoy my little kittens.