Misfortune

 Between a chaotic surrounding where unknown faces exchange glances.The place is muddy, probably due to the mild raining.They gaze my soul with utter disgust.The males being in Black, maintaining a proper distance from me. Maybe, they are worried. As perplexity swallows me down, I start observing them more. I am afraid. I feel my palms being wet. Maybe, I am sweating because of being in this scenario where I understand nothing. Then I manage to look down at my hands. I am shocked. Instead of swear, which I assumed it have been a minute ago, are filled with blood.

Yes, the blood hasn't been dried yet. A few drops are still managing to find their way to the ground. The black jeans that I have been wearing, has been filled with blood stains all over. I turn around not knowing what exactly is happening with me. But, the sight almost blew my mind. The person whom I love the most, the only one who is my life, has been lying on the ground. Still. Cold. Blood. All over. I become dumbstruck! "No no no...this is not real. This is not damn real!" - I start hearing voices in my head. I run to him. "He mustn't die. He will not die." - voices still running inside my head.
I touch the cold body of the love of my life. My right blooded hand approaches his heart. I look at the eyes. Lifeless and pale.
I don't know what to do! I cry. I yell. I shout. Near the body. Those unknown faces, watch me with anger. No sympathy goes to the body lying there. I shout "Help me! Please!" The faces murmers. But they don't come near me. They won't help me. I have known, by then.
I see the knife in one of his fist. Yes, I don't have a second thought. He die. I die. I somehow manage to open his fist and take the knife in my hands. My shaky bleeded palm adjust the rivets part of the black handle. I grip the knife there, reverse it aiming my belly. I take the name of my only love, whose corpse is lying right next to me and stab it right through my belly.
It's the time just before the waking hours.
I wake up, subsequently. I see the clock hanging. It's 2:47 am.

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