293So, this is my first ever fanfic, just a one-shot of what happens after Eights death. Hope you enjoy :D
Six
I still cant believe he's gone. The moment when fives sword went through his chest keeps replaying in my head, over and over again. A horrible memory I cant erase from my head.
His death has changed everyone.
Nine is quieter, more subdued. He is still the same boy I know, the loud, obnoxious git. But some of his bravado is gone. I cant imagine the guilt he is going through, the immense pain he feels every time he looks at Marina. I know he thinks it should have been him, in a way I think that too. but he will never forgive himself.
On the outside, Marina seems fine. She eats, cooks, trains, everything that she used to do. It's almost like she has a tough exterior, an impenetrable barrier that separates her pain from the people around her.
But I know better.
She is empty, and sad. The grief that surrounds her is too much for her to bear and im scared that soon she is going to crack. And its not going to be pretty.
Marina
"Marina?"
I hadn't been paying attention to six and nines conversation, to be honest I haven't been paying attention to anything recently. Not since Eights death.
"...ummm what?"
She sighs, "Marina you don't have to talk if you don't want too"
"Yeah we don't mind if you wanna sulk" Nine throws in
Six shoots him a poisonous look and I feel a sudden, icy flash of anger. How can he say that, he was the one that caused Five to kill Eight. He should be apologising, not being rude.
Fortunately, he seems to realise that he said something wrong and frowns, rubbing the back of his neck and avoiding my glare.
"sorry, i'm just a bit edgy at the moment"
"thats ok, I think we all are"
And I hate how true that is.
Five plummets down with blade extended. Nine, teeth gritted, unable to move, watches the fatal blow descend. Suddenly Eight appears in front of Nine - he's teleported. "NO!" Nine screams.
Fives blade drives right in to Eights heart.
I awake, gasping for breath. My hands cling tightly to the side of the bed and I can feel the cold tears streaming down my face. Tonight, like every night, my dream has come to haunt me. Thankfully, I never get ot the part where I try and heal him, I am certain that I couldn't take the helplessness again. I huddle into a ball, absent-mindedly tracing the livid scar on my ankle. I want someone to hug me, to tell me everything will be ok. But nobody will, and it wont be ok. Eight is gone, and as far as I know, he wont be coming back.
I try as hard as I can to hide my pain from the others. Acting as normal as I can. But im afraid six has noticed, she glances at me a lot when she thinks I cant see, and she treats me like I am going to snap any minute. Im not surprised, I have reached breaking point and I dont think I can take another insensitive remark from Nine.
Thats it. How was it? Did you like it? Please review, it would mean the world to me :D