I saw the blood and broke down. No wonder he didn't want me to see it. The memories were too horrible. I sank to the ground and covered my mouth, preventing a scream. I turned and looked at the open door. He wasn't outside. I prayed he was alright. After 10 minutes, I saw him running back. "Gabs, I told you to stay upstairs." He whispered when I noticed he was bleeding. I was too weak to move. Even though he was hurt, he pick me up and carried me to my bed. This is why I loved him.
(Open RP be someone from a fandom?) I sat overlooking the city. I sighed. "Forever alone," the people at my school had said to me. They laughed. They were right. I only had one friend, anyway. A hand was gently placed on my shoulder, "You okay?" A male voice asked. I was scared to turn around.