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⠀he’s holding her a little tighter, apologizing as he cradles her head to his chest. 〝 you’re gonna b-be there to fight with us, lex. no other way. 〞
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death came closer and closer as she mindlessly caressed the left side of his face.
〝 don't cry about me, you've already come this close. you just need to figure out how to fight out of you. 〞
she says as her condition worsens.
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⠀help wasn’t coming quick enough, jake was losing his mind. he felt insane, felt guilty for taking his friends life but, at the same time, feeling the squelch of the knife felt oddly euphoric. even if it was chucky holding the ——
she believes that even if she can't make it happen, jake and devon would need to. she has never felt this weak before. that promise was something she could hold onto. her back laid on his thigh as she waited for help.
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⠀he’s curling further in on himself at the sound of his own name, breath catching in his throat. stained hands move to his hair, tugging at curls. 〝 n-no .. th-this .. this c-can’t .. 〞
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⠀he was nodding frantically, breathing shaky and movements uncertain. 〝 y-yeah, pr-promise. not le-letting you d-d-die, okay? gonna come g-get you.〞
he’d drag her out of the spirit realm himself.
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they were both in distress, but between the two of them, she felt she was less redeemable. her guilt haunts her as death chases her down.
〝 you're― you're both going to kill him for good, promise me . . .〞
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⠀he’s shaking, body wracked with sobs. her dried blood is on his hands, caked under his fingernails. he can’t do this, this can’t be happening.
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⠀jake shook his head, doing everything he could to stabilize the bleeding, even if it was useless. 〝 y-you’re going to b-be okay, lex .. i-i’ll m-make sure of it. 〞he’s not letting her go. 〝 i’ll do an-anything. 〞
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her face and lips pale, looking like she had blood sucked out of her. she started thinking about her sister, her deceased parents, jake & devon; the people that mean the most to her.
〝 it's okay, i promise. 〞
she said quietly.
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⠀his free hand holds hers, giving a shaky squeeze. lexy was his best friend, she meant the world to him ; she was a sister when he had no family left.
〝 y-yeah .. sh-should’ve told you .. 〞
she can’t die on him now.
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she looks at him with sympathy and care, after all, she sees him as a friend, even when something as big as this happened.
〝 it's― chucky's fault, right ? 〞
she touches the side of his face with her hand covered in dried blood.
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⠀he barely could process the frantic phone call he made, couldn’t remember enough to recite the words he had said. the phone was dropped, 911 still on the line. he’s sobbing, tears fat down his cheeks. 〝 i- i’m s-sso sorry .. 〞
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she was too weak to say anything else, bleeding as she fought to stay awake, knowing if she fell asleep, she won't be able to wake up again. she just lays there, eyes barely moving, breathing in and out.