Previously- All of a sudden the door knocked gently, with a letter slipping into the room slowly. Geet tip toed across the room to pick up an invitation, which highlighted the wedding of her cousin sister.
Geet peered across the room to see an angelic Pierre quietly sighing across the sofa. She slowly treaded towards the sofa and tucked Pierre in the soft blanket which caressed his skin. The glow on Pierre's face brought a smile on her face. Geet firmly kissed his hands, whilst looking at him lovingly. The warmth of his skin gliding against hers, brought tears into her eyes, she loved him and she wanted to tell him but she was interrupted by the piercing of the card which she had clenched in her fist.The trickling of her blood, stirred an emotional turmoil within her. After a continuous hesitation, Geet wiped her tears to face a smiling Pierre. Following a few painful moments, Geet moved onto the sofa to align her body with his. Closing her eyes to release a moan, Geet cupped Pierre's face so she could imprint his image in her mind forever. For a few minutes, she let the silence engulf her so she could build up her courage to bid him farewell. At the slight tug of her hand, Geet smilingly whispered to Pierre
"Do you remember when we first met? I thought you were funny but a slight flirt. I mean you are the angel that brought a breath of fresh air into my life. You did not seem to be the person I would love or even cherish. If someone said to be that I had to give up my life to save yours, I would do it without thinking. When I say I love you, I do mean it. For this reason only I don't need you in my life. You deserve better, much much better." Geet finally gasped as her tears finally fell on his palm. Finally inching closer, she firmly touched his lips.
Geet closed her eyes in the hope that the moment would last longer, yet to her dismay the moment was short lived as Pierre repositioned his body, causing Geet to Geet move away from the sofa to pack her belongings for good. With a heavy heart she looked around to see the life she once lead play in front of her eyes. Little by little, she packed all her possessions and headed towards the door. As she gripped the door, her heart tugged and yearned for her to look back at Pierre, but with sheer determination she closed the door, in hope to never look back again.
Looking back at the apartment window, Geet closed her eyes to finally free Pierre from her life. On the other hand Pierre woke up, with a smile forming on his lips, however unknown to him what seemed like a good morning was going to end up crushing him. With a slight uncertainty, he knocked carefully on the Geet's door, in the hope that he would see her walking up to him and immersing herself into his chest. In contrast, Pierre saw himself pacing up and down near Geet's door as an unfamiliar feeling pinched his heart. His mind was getting out of control until he was filled with eternal blackness.
As his heart faltered, Pierre yelled "Geet, Geet, Geet where are you? Please tell me your okay? Don't do this to me please, I beg of you? GEET!!!!!!". Hearing the sound of loud whimpering, Lizzie and Laila jumped out of bed to be faced with a squatted Pierre crying on the floor. In a confused state the girls ran towards him, in the hope to attain a greater understanding of what happened. As Laila sat down near Pierre her hand accidently touched a crumpled piece of paper. Sensing a water sensation on her hand she looked in astonishment to see blood dripping from her hand. In a panic she hurriedly opened the letter to read...
"Please smile for me when reading this. I can say if only dreams came true we could still have been together. Knowing you has been the best thing that has happened to me, in a very funny way you completed me. We made so many wishes together but as you know sometimes wishes are there not to be fulfilled. One day this will seem like a bad dream, but I have to move away. You deserve better. This is not the end but a new beginning. Will always love you Geet xxx."
Pierre searched anxiously around the room until he noticed blood drops guiding him towards a crumpled wedding invitation. In a matter of few minutes, as the girls looked on, Pierre swiftly stumbled out of the door in the hope he would see Geet waiting for him at the subway.
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