Alternate ending I
The pain is killing me. I can't move; it hurts so much.
He was my future, my everything.
Now I have nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing.
Not even a life.
In a blind haze, I reach for the knife. I position it with shaky, bloody, tear-stained hands over where my heart should be. Without hesitation, I flex my arms and feel the burn that means my heart is still there, still beating.
But not for long.
"I love you," I try to say. The fire spreads outward to my arms and legs and relieves the pain of my broken heart.
As my mind starts to die, I know I fall onto Levy's body, though I don't feel anything; I am mercifully numb.
And then I am no more
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Alternate ending II
He's gone he's gone he's gone he's gone gone gone gone gone gone.
I won't let go of his body when they come to get me. I drag him behind me as they drag me behind them because my body has decided not to work. He leaves a bloody streak along the floor. I am taken to our, no, my room. They leave me on the floor clutching his body.
I stay with him until his scent fades into the smell of blood and then release his body, knowing he is gone and it is not him anymore.
The only Levy alive anymore is the one in my head, the memories.
But memories aren't enough.
The door opens and I yell, "DAMN YOU, GET OUT!!!!"
I feel an arm around my shoulder and recognize my mom's voice, though I can't focus on what she's saying. Lydia, Royal, and my dad are here too. They don't try to do anything to me, just cry with me and try to understand my agony.
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