~Fallen Ch. 1 ~
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“ I love Charity.”

“ Miguel will never love you.”

“Charity is his true love.”

“ You’re really twisted, you know that Kay.”

Kay grabbed her head, banging it against the wall, they just wouldn’t shut up. They kept taunting her, throwing it in her face.

“ Soon Charity and Miguel, will be married and you’ll alone just like you deserve."

“ I can’t believe that you’re my daughter, that you would do this to you own cousin.”

“ SHUT UP.” Kay stumbled into the bathroom, and turned the water on, she splashed the cold water on her face and waited til the cool water calmed her, but it didn’t. She looked into the mirror and cringed at the sight, her mascara had run all down her face, her eyes were blood shot; she was in short a mess. “ Get it together Kay.”

“ It’s too late for that Kay, you lost it a long time ago.”

Kay looked around the room, but couldn’t find the source of the voice, and ignored it, instead focusing on her ravaged face, and how she could fix it.

“ You can’t fix it Kay, you’re too damaged to be repaired your face is just the starting point.”

She looked around the room again, and looked at the ceiling gasping at the picture of Hecuba grinning devilishly at her.” NO, YOU’RE DEAD.”

“ Kay you should know by now that nothing in Harmony is really dead.” “ Why so surprised, Kay you knew long ago that you would never get him, in the mine shaft when even after she tried to kill him, he still chose her over you.” “ And yet like a fool, you continue to pursue him, even selling you soul to win him.” “ And look at you, at this very moment his is, basking in her love, and you seat her wallowing in defeat, not even half of what you were when you started.”

“ SHUT UP.” Kay backed away form the sink and feel to her knees, clutching them to her as she leaned against the tub for support.” It’s not true.”

“ Oh come now Kay, look at yourself, sobbing on the floor of the bathroom, while not more then five feet away in another room, hangs the dress you’ll wear in their wedding.” “You’ll be standing be her side as she ties herself forever to your one true love, and everyone in Harmony will be there to see it.” “ They’ll watch you with pitying glances, whispering.” Hecuba lowered her voice, and batted her eyelashes. “ Oh look there’s Kay Bennett wasn’t it nice of her cousin to let her be in the wedding, poor girl man less, friend less, and hopeless.” She shook her head, sending the girl in the fetal position a pitying smile. “ You might as well end it all.”

Kay brought her head up at the last statement, Hecuba was right, she certainly couldn’t be in the wedding, watching Miguel marry her, or seeing the smug look on her mother’s face. Truthfully she couldn’t really handle the thought of anyone ever seeing her again. It wasn’t like she had a lot to live for, she didn’t have Miguel, she and Simone had stopped being real friends along time ago, she couldn’t stand any of her siblings with the exception of Noah, who she never saw, and Ethan who never had time to see her. Sure she would miss her Uncle Hank, but she knew he could get along without her, and her father had been doing that for years now anyway. The only thing that made her get up in the morning was the idea of pursuing Miguel.

Death was a mortal sin, but let’s face it, she was going to hell anyway, why post pone it?’

She truly had nothing to live for.

“ You’re right.” Kay stood, and searched the bathroom, they didn’t have anything lethal in there, it had all been was removed when Charity started having her ‘visions’. “ But not Dad and Graces’ bathroom.” She rushed out of the bathroom, and crossed the hall ignoring the ringing telephone, no since in taking messages, she couldn’t deliver. She picked up her Dad’s shaving kit and smiled at his predictability, three brand new razor blades shined out form all the surrounding darkness of the black bag.

It was sick how, the sight of new razor blade actually brought a genuine smile to her face, but the idea of freedom, from her thoughts, guilt, and mistakes, was like a ticket to paradise.” I’ll be free.”

The thought ran like a mantra through her head, as she picked up the blade, and place it at the top of her wrist, where she could clearly see the vein. She took one last look in the mirror, and smiled, in a little while the pain would be gone.

Closing her eyes, she grasped the bladed between her thumb and forefinger, and slashed an ‘X’ on her wrist, and waited for the pain, but it didn’t come. She switched, hands, but suddenly felt light headed, and dropped the blade to the ground following it down with a loud thump.

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Antonio knocked on the door, and waited a second before ringing the bell, it looked like someone was home.” HELLO.” He moved under the window, and waited for some type of response, but only heard a loud thump. Suspecting a burglar, he ran back toward the door, and found it unlocked, before he charged inside the house toward the sound.

He walked the halls, thinking his over reacted, when he heard a faint whimper, following the sound, he headed into the Bennett’s’ bathroom, and paled at the sight. “Oh Jesus.”

Kay Bennett sprawled on her parent’s bathroom floor, her head submerged in a pool of blood surrounding her left wrist.

“ Oh God Kay.” He dropped to his knees, and lifts her right wrist, feeling for a pulse, he looked around the room, terrified, he didn’t know if he should move her or what. ”HELP!!”

Jody stepped out of her rental, and looked around for the source of the voice, she looked at the house, grabbing her medical bag, she ran toward the wide open door, taking the steps two at a time. She didn’t even flinch at girl on the floor; she had seen suicide attempts before, but the girl wasn’t her focus the man cradling her was. He was petrified, she could smell the fear on him, and it wasn’t going to help his friend.” Call 911.”

Antonio didn’t’ ask question, he merely looked up far enough to catch the medical bag, and ran toward the phone, silently praying to save girl he used to take to the park, at the same time wondering how she got to this point.

Kay didn’t hear them or even feel them in the room; she focused on the light, drawing her toward a spot of supreme peace.