our fall in may||BWS (completed)

Chapter Thirty

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May

I screamed in horror as I grabbed Taurus by his harness and crashed my shoulder into the door way as I let him lead me.

Why did my mother have to be at the store of all times?

I cried "GO TO BRADLEY TAURUS!" And let the sound of his tags lead me out of the house completely barefoot, wearing very short pajama shorts and a T-Shirt.

I was screaming at people to get out of the way as I ran full speed down the side walk, unsure if anyone was even around. My tears were past my neck as Taurus turned left and something happened.

I felt a spark, electric almost, in my eyes. Then, I saw a color. I saw grey with the edges of my vision black, as if I was looking through a straw. The outlines of posts and buildings passing me didn't even matter in the moment. I needed to get to Bradley.

I saw the outline of Taurus and followed him up the steps of a house. I ran ahead of him, finding the stairs before tripping.

"Bradley!" I screamed through my tears as I tried to get up the stairs. My voice was strained and cracked as I tried the stairs again. "Please! I'm here!" I screamed again as I choked and hiccuped on the little air that was entering my lungs.

I made it to the top after two minutes of struggling and screaming.

I ran down the hall trying to find a light that was on.

"It's all grey!" I cried loudly in fear that the changes in my vision didn't change lighting.

I yelled for Taurus and he bounded up the stairs, passing me to a room down the hall, scratching impatiently at it. I ran and tried the knob. It was locked. I told Taurus to go and he ran down the stairs. He cant get in the way.

"Bradley, don't!" I screamed so loud the noise was scratchy and I heard his sobs of pain from inside. I held the knob as I banged my hip against the door over and over with all my strength, sure the bruises would be bigger than my hands. "Please!" I croaked loudly in desperation and the door gave away.

Everything became slow motion.

His grey outline was sitting on the ground, another square shape held in his hand against his left wrist, going slowly up his artery; the only way that is unstitchable.

"NO!" I screamed and dived towards him.

I grabbed his wrist holding the blade and he screamed at the contact. He thrashed as the flashbacks came. The blade cut through my hand and I yelled out in pain.

He thrashed around. "Let me go!" He screamed in a broken voice.

"No! Bradley don't!" I tried for his hand again and knew my blood was everywhere, mixed with a larger amount of his.

"Let me die!" He whimpered loudly and I sobbed more from his words.

"You can't die!"