The next morning Ghoul was not there. I couldn't see anything. I saw blur and then I collapsed on the floor. I dropped into the black abyss. "BANDIT" she turned and ran and hugged me. When I plled my hands away they were covered in blood. "Bandit your--" "Dren I cant get out. ive tried everything." I looked at her and spoke one word "Sleep." She layed her head down and shut her eyes. I watched as she dissolved into nothing. I did the same and woke up to Ghoul shaking me. "Bandit.." I stood and ran upstairs. "Dren..." I cried and ran to her and hugged her. "BANDIT!" I heard Snake yell and he ran in and kissed her. Her eyes flew open wide and she lightly closed them and kissed him back. "Bandit you awake." Party walked in and placed his hands on my shoulders. I turned to him and he said "Thanks" and walked down stairs. Everyone came in and hugged bandit. I hugged her again and this time pulled away with her blood on my hands. She collapsed on the floor. "BANDIT" I held my hand on the wound. It was a knife wound. "No one has been in here, but us? How could this of happened?" Party picked her up and stitched the wound. Ghoul grabbed my hand and we ran into our room. "Dren some one here can't be trusted." He placed his hands on my shoulders and kissed me. I kissed him back and when we parted I looked him in the eye. The beautiful hazel threw me off "Ghoul. We just got her back I cant lose her again." I ran up stairs and sat by her bedside and took her hand and cried. She was quietly singing "If you say goodbye today I'd ask you to be true. Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you..." She felll back into the abyss I just knew it. "Bandit I'm never saying goodbye to you..." I cried and cried. I finally found the strength to stand. I took the paint and re did her walls. I drew everything she could posibly want, but on wall I painted black with a white shadow. They arent evil, but they are real angels. I believed it nd I know she did too. I stood and found Ghoul. I walked over to him and placed my head on his chest and cried. I didn't want to cry anymore, but I couldn't help it. He lifted me and took me to his room and he layed me down and let me cry. I cried all night. The next morning I couldn't leave her bedside. This went on for days. One by one. I brought a drawing everyday and taped them to the wall. I wanted her surrounded when she woke up. I drew memories. I drew friends. She would thank me when she woke up...If she wakes up...
