Emotions Run Wild

How could it be that someone so worth life, had only a week to live? It wasn’t fair but I had to remind myself that not much in life was fair.

Scarlet had fallen asleep a few hours ago and I refused to leave her side. Brushing some hair from her face, I sighed when she shifted and mumbled under her breath. I couldn’t make out what she has said so I ignored it.

Would she object to being turned? Or would she prefer to just die. I didn’t want to lose Scarlet and I knew it wasn’t simply because of her blank field; it was because I loved her and I believed that I loved her more than I loved Alice. Not because with Alice I wasn’t sure about what I was feeling but because Scarlet had given me something that Alice couldn’t; a chance to be myself and that was the greatest gift I could have been given. But that wasn’t the only reason I couldn’t lose Scarlet, she had a passion about her that even though she couldn’t feel her emotions, she couldn’t feel that passion, she had a spark that I didn’t want to let die, a spark I wanted to feed so that it would flourish.

Could I let her go if she chose to die? Would I be strong enough?

I refused to believe it would come to that decision. Why would anyone want to die if they had something else as an option? Scarlet would want to take what we had to offer, I knew she would.

“Please don’t turn me away,” pressing my lips to her forehead, I imagined everything we would do when she was no longer human.