I just felt a sudden strong force from her then pulled me over her. What I mean by strong is that her strength is twice my own toughness. She rolled and switched positions with me until she was sitting down on me. She's looking at me with bloodshot eyes, that look that I couldn't recognize.
"I shouldn't have done this, Zedd. I'm gonna put an end to this shit." I just felt her hands grab my neck and tried choking me to death.
"K-kirstie… Please s-stop!" I gasped for air as I fought back her strength. She's too strong that I couldn't even move to free myself.
"You Germans deserve to die in this instance, Zedd! I am in vain because of your kind!" She laughs hysterically as she chokes me with all of her strength.
I couldn't utter another word out of saving my last breath. I just let my tears down and mouthed, "I'm sorry."
Then she just stopped and I took the opportunity of freeing myself from her hands. I gasped and coughed and gasped for air. I began to regain my strength slowly as I stood up, holding on to a desk near me. The marks of her hands on my neck felt way too real. Kirstie, this ain't you.
I saw her frozen still, lying on one side above the soft mattress. Her eyes stayed open as she caught her breath. I saw her tears continuously flowing down.
"Kirstie?"
She didn't give me any answer but continued on gasping for air. She's having those seizures again. But this time, she wasn't shaking nor moving.
"No! Hang in there, wait!" I said as I began realizing that she needs to be treated right away.
I walked normally, holding up my neck in pain towards the bag where the antidotes were stored. As I was about to get one…
"I thought there were still three of these. There are only two vials here."
I'm pretty sure about the number of vials left in the bag before I left it that night I ran downstairs.
"I left the door open…" I mumbled and felt guilty after breaking my promise to take care of her cure samples.
I hovered back to her then gave her a shot of the cure - left us the last one of her remaining life.
Gradually, she closed her eyes and regained oxygen at last. Then I was reminded of her action a while ago. Why would she do that?
"Kirst… Are you… mad at me?"
I sobbed beside her out of sympathy for her. Maybe she really was mad at me for all the bad things I've done to her. Guilt was the only thing I could feel as of this moment; even failed myself to guard her only remedy. I just wonder who's gonna have interest in a temporary cure. They could've just wasted time to find the other one.