She was dead right before my eyes. I look at her unconscious body on the classroom floor, people screaming and crying for a teacher, others calling their parents. And me? I didn’t know what to feel. I’ve seen a lot of stuff being in a relationship with Zhongli. Drug dealing, sneaking out, she even taught me how to “get better” at cutting myself. Not like I was bad at it anyway, I didn’t go deep enough in her standards. At one end, I was happy that she was dead. I wouldn’t have to carry a burden. And on another? I already missed her even though she was slowly rising to the afterlife. I wouldn’t see her again until I died as well. I look at the knife, still stabbed deeply into her stomach. I take it out and hold it to myself for a second. All eyes were on me, on the verge of tears, panic attacks, and the urge to send an ambulance. But then, I gaze down at her, the blood still trembling out from her wound. Classmates looked at me with horror and terror.
“Don’t do this! Are you actually fucking insane?!” One screamed out.
I shake my head, my eyes locked on her unconscious body one last time.
“I miss you already-“
“Neuvillette?”
I open my eyes. Then look over to my left to see Zhongli, alive and well.
“It was just a dream…” I mumble to myself.
She looks at me with confusion in her eyes.
“Neuvillette? Are you okay-“
Before she could say anything, I forced her into a tight hug, ugly tears rolling down my face.
“You are absolutely the worst girl I’ve ever met. But don’t ever leave me, please.”
She sighed and returned my embrace.
“How many nightmares will it take for you to come to your senses that I am not leaving you. I’m staying right with you no matter what.”
Her tone sounded possessive, but I didn’t care. My tears of sadness turned to tears of joy because of that. I cling to her even more, as if she would disappear if I let go at the slightest.
“Never leave me. I hate you.”
She smiled, patting my back before gently pressing a kiss against my forehead.
“I love you too, regardless of what you think of me.”