I vomited again. More bile crept from my twisted stomach, and ruptured from my mouth, splattering into the formerly pristine toilet. My stomach ached….. My fingers shook, remembering another failure in sparing a life.
I failed. Again, failing to protect life, I couldn't help the burn that ministrate my heart, while I slumped down on the toilet floors.
Haha. I was really stupid….. I never really understood common sense, which was I did not have enough skin to save everyone. Maybe my father was preparing for my future. A colorful corpse filled-future. After running from the bloody past that laid back in Charmed Hills, I encountered yet another murder, one which I bothered to interfere.
Foolish little girl I was, why did I think I could save her? I barely even knew Blair but the burn of failure couldn't care less as it peppered me on to look down at my excessively trembling hands.
