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Just when I’ve accepted my fate, Matt’s brows scrunch, mouth falling open, while his grip on my throat loosens enough for me to breathe. Air fills my lungs, relief shattering over my body.
Blood starts dripping from Matt’s mouth onto my chest, soaking through the white material of my tank top. My stomach churns from the warm liquid hitting my skin. His body suddenly falls on top of me suffocating me from his weight, but I can’t focus on that.
My attention is on the pink-haired man holding the bloody dagger I threw into his chest earlier. He’s still alive. Holy shit, he stabbed Matt.
Blais staggers closer, rolling Matt’s dead weight off me. I scramble backward, slowly pulling myself to my feet.
“Oh, darling...what am I going to do with you?” His voice is strained, and he’s as pale as a ghost from the blood loss, but he still looks as handsome as he always does.
I thought he was dead. I thought they were all dead.
“You saved me…” I whisper. Emotions begin to crash over me, feeling pure agony shredding through me. I fucking threw a dagger at him and he still protected me from Matt.
He holds his chest where I stabbed him. “I’d do anything for you, darling. You’re mine.”
Tears fill my eyes. I made a huge fucking mistake. I’m a fucking idiot.
Blais coughs, blood pouring through his fingers covering the wound. His dark eyes stare deep into my soul as he falls to the ground. It feels like everything is moving in slow motion while the man who saved my life loses his in front of me.
“Blais!” I fall to my knees beside him, pushing my hands against his wound trying to stop the bleeding. “No, no, no.” I fucked up. I made the wrong decision. “Blais, stay with me. Please. I’m so fucking sorry. I’m so sorry. I...fuck, I was wrong. P-please don’t leave me.”
What have I done?
The guys I love should be alive right now. This is all my fucking fault. I couldn’t see past the hurt I was feeling. I made a quick decision that cost me everything all because I was feeling betrayed. I sabotaged the only happiness I could’ve ever had, because I thought they were never going to trust me, fully accept me without always testing me.
I’m my own worst enemy. I am the reason everyone dies around me.
“You saved me from myself, darling. You saved us all from giving in completely to the darkness.” Blais’ eyes slowly close.
I place my fingers, slick with blood, to his neck, frantically searching for a pulse, but I can’t find one.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“Come on, stay with me. Don’t you fucking dare die on me. Fight, you crazy asshole.” My body slumps over his, sobs wreaking havoc on my body as it shakes uncontrollably. I throw my fist over and over again into his injured chest, angry at him for not fucking fighting, angry at myself for letting my anger control me. “Please. Come back to me.” I let out apiercing scream, realizing the destruction I’ve caused. The bloodshed that wasn’t needed. The fucking mistakes I’m going to live with for the rest of my bleak life.
He’s dead.
They’re all dead.
My heart cracks right down the middle realizing I’ll never be the same. He saved me when I killed his brothers, when I tried to kill him too. Blais. My sweet, sweet Blais. Tears stream down my face as my muscles give out and my head falls to his chest.
“No. Please, no.”
Sobs wrack my body as my heart breaks over the choices I’ve made.
Everyone I ever loved is dead.
It’s all my fault.
I have no one to blame but myself.
I killed them. I ruined them.
I’m all alone.
“Zamira,” Ace snaps, pulling me from the gruesome scene playing in my head. My mind went to the worst possible scenario it could find and decided to make its premiere. There was so much blood and destruction. The pain I felt in my chest seemed so fucking real, like I actually just made the decision to kill every single person in this room. It feels like I’m living in my own personal version of theCommunitytimeline episode that Matt and I’ve watched countless times.
Fuck, of course I would compare the most intense moment of my life to an episode of Matt’s favorite show.
