"Stop." He pleaded, blood gurgling down his stained lips. I smiled, and dug my knife deeper into his chest.
"I'm sorry."
"No you're not. But thanks for at least pretending to give a damn."
"You stand accused of Murder, how do you plead?"
The whole courtroom stared at me.
"I am Guilty."
Sentence Death.
Her body crumpled to the floor. Last words? "I'll not be gone forever."
You loved her? Why didn't you tell her while she was still here?
"Don't go." Tears streamed down my face and the sky turned grey with grief.
"I knew I'd always meet you." I said, as I hugged Demi Lovato.
And he said to me, "I always knew you were never worth it."
"Come in!"
Door's locked.
"Don't be shy - come in!"
Still locked.
"Anyone who's worthy would break it down."
Why me?
"I'm dead!" whined she, knees on the ground.
He sighed, rolled his eyes, and replied, "You're being too dramatic, cherie."