begin again | beauty & the beast
Once I knew Elias and I were safe and sound I broke down. The urge to survive was replace by the sudden guilt. And it didn't matter that I kept telling myself that what I had done had saved us both. I had killed someone just to spare my life. At this point I didn't know if I felt bad because we had lost Roman or because I had killed someone. Maybe both.
The crash of the chandelier still rang in my ears, just like the echo of their cannons. I knew I was acting childish and probably Elias was having second thoughts about having me as an ally right now but I was design to kill. And even though I had been yards away from that little girl when I took her knife, I still felt disgusted with my body to the point I didn't even want to touch myself. I felt dirty.
"Oh my god, what did I just do?"I breathed out, as I looked down at my hands like I expected to find blood on them. There wasn't; my hands were clean but they didn't feel clean. I balled them up into a fist when I realize I was trembling all over. And just like in the justice building, I wanted to cry but no tears came out.
