Jesse was at the piano playing their song, then broke down, crying. Petra found her, a big mess, and walked up to her. She didn't say anything, she just put her hand on her shoulder.
"This is all my fault..." Jesse said, weakly.
"Jesse. Look at me." Petra turned her. "You couldn't have known that any of this could happen. None of this is your fault." Jesse fell into her arms, still crying.
"That's what everyone's telling me to make me feel better, but none of that is true! This is my fault!"
Petra tried to keep her calm, but it didn't work, Jesse kept crying. She knew it wasn't her fault. It was her own. Of she hadn't traded that wither skull, none of this would've happened. Petra tried to stay strong, seeing someone crying, for this long, made her weaker.
"It can't be your fault. And it's not. No point in crying about the things you can't change." Petra said. She wasn't really the best in making people feel better, she was good at defending people.
"But, Petra, everything right now is going wrong because of the past!" Jesse kept crying. "And I'm sorry!"
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Lukas was on his bed, staring at the ceiling he couldn't see. Jesse walked in, her eyes still red, from crying so hard.
"Hi, Jesse." He said. Jesse sat on the bed, and held his hand. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Lukas..." Jesse said, weakly. "I'm so, sorry." She put her face in her palms. "I'm so sorry!" Jesse started crying. "You can never forgive me!" Lukas sighed.
"Jesse, stop crying. I can never be angry at you. I still love you, more than you know. I forgave you since the rivalry between us started. I knew it would change, I knew you would change. You mean everything to me, I just wish I could see things. I miss seeing you." Lukas said.
"But it's my fault... I'm so sorry!" Jesse yelled. She let go of Lukas's hand, and hugged him. She started crying, again. Tears went down Lukas's face, and hugged her, back.
"Jesse, I have, do, and always will love you. Even after the end..."