Blood On Her Hands.

Put me out.

-Liz-

They brought him to the Emergency Room.
And they didn't let me go in with him.
Why is this happening to us?
Did we cross a line that damned our lives?
First was Haley.
A sweet, caring woman who no one saw dying.
She has everything a woman would want.
A loving husband like Gerard.
A beautiful and sweet child, Louise.
Loyal and trust-worthy friends like us.
She died for a reason not visible for us.
She left without a reason for us to know.
She just left, leaving us clueless.
Then her husband, living for nothing.
Drowning from all those memories.
Drained from all emotions.
A complete zombie, an empty shell.
He's nothing inside, nothing at all.
He could be considered in the list of the dead.
Because there's no difference if he is in his room,
Or under the ground, rotting away in time.
Is just the same, he's dead.
Maybe not outside.
But inside, I know he's gone.
By the look in those eyes, I knew he was long gone.
And no one knows if he's ever coming back.
Sometimes, I just want to shoot him.
Sometimes, I think of just ending his eternity of suffering.
That will be better doesn't it?
If I am in his state, I'll want the same.
Just end me, end the endless suffering.
And now his brother, dying in the Emergency Room.
Mikey, who was just like everyone else, miserable.
He's suffering like all of us.
It's painful for him like it is for us.
But why?
Is everyone in this family is going to die?
Haley followed by her husband.
Gerard followed by his brother.
Mikey followed by who?
Though I know the answer to that one.
Who else is the closest person to him.
You. My insides whispered.
Mikey followed by me.
No, I can't think of that.
I know my capacity, I know what I can take.
But dying is not an option for me.
I can't see it as an answer to this problems.
A problem that grew and multiplied as the time screeched away.
I can't be next, I will not die.
Maybe I will, but not inflicted by myself.
I will not kill myself, like all of these people I love did.
I will not let myself be carried away by my emotions.
Deep inside, I know I am weak.
I know, deep inside that I am not strong.
I know that it will be painful if Mikey dies.
But even though how painful it is, I will bear it.
Even though it hurts every single second of my existence, I will carry on.
But then again, how could I live a miserable life all these people dying?
Could I? Would I?

Yes it's short, my apologies. Please forgive me for not updating, I got myself hooked up with this vampire game <3