§ [whOOPS]
Send me §, for my muse’s reaction to your’s slowly slipping a knife into their chest.
Time slowed to a crawl it seemed. It just didn't seemed to process for her. It took her moments to assess the situation, though it felt like years.
One hand was on the knife, inching it deeper and deeper inside of her.The other was nowhere in sight, but judging from the squeeze on her shoulder, that's most likely where it was.Â
Sky's eyes widened and she looked down at the knife, back up to Fitz, then back down before finally settling on his eyes.           Why?
Her voice faltered and she had to take a deep breath, but that made it hurt. It hadn't hurt before, she was too hyped up on adrenaline. Now reality seemed to filter in at full speed.
      " L-Leo.. wh-why? "
She could only whisper. Pain and tears filled her eyes as her trusted friend continued. But he was a government agent. It was probably orders for him to get that close. Close enough for her to trust him and tell him what had happened to her. Close enough for him to take her out of the picture.
But had he known about regenerating? He should have, she told him.
That was probably the purpose, seeing as he had let go now that she was starting to.
Glaring from her new place no the floor, she blinked back the tears that had formed.     " Leo Fitz..          I hate you.."
"And you better hope to god I don't regenerate right, because I will kill you..."
