This is so in humane. This is so FUCKING inhumane. I loved her with every fiber of my being and I will go to the fucking grave screaming this preach.
Hayley and I loved each other, she was the sweetness in my life with her cotton candy pink hair and little black hoops that sat on opposite ends of her lips and how she described her body as a blank canvas that she had to fill.. She was my everything and because of that I was scared of losing her. One night while we were laying in bed she pitched the idea of dying young so that we wouldn't be slaves to time. She was worried time would pull at her skin and fade her vibrant hair and dim my love for her. It was a silly idea.. But it grew on me, she'd be mine in a life after death and for her to die mine in this one? A dream come true.
We were completely aware of the law, that stupid fucking law that's keeping her with me. "suicide may be punishable by up to fifty years life-extension." I want her gone. I want her gone. I want her gone. I loved her.. I loved her.. But now she's the bane of my existence. I'd kill her off myself, but she's got all these drugs pumped up in her, so all I can do is make her existence as miserable as shes made mine." Why didn't you just stick by me..? They wouldn't have been able to tell whose blood and body was who if you would have just stuck by me." She whispered one night, but what does she fucking know? For all we know, I could of met the same fate.. Selfish cunt.
We were hand in hand and when the train came.. She was ready.. I was not. When the train hit her I jumped out of the way and it just barely grazed my leg. Hayley on the other hand was obliterated. It was pretty impressive that they could of scrape so much of her up and just kind of melt it all together, though medical sciences still has a long way to go. She's missing an eye and bald and what's left of her appendages are held together by stitches over the scarring where they melted the skin back together in a messy black, blue, red, and a little skin colored stir of color from her once beautiful tattoos. I think the lip ring is lodged in her throat or something because she sounds like she's whisper screaming all the fucking time and the only thing she ever says to me is how all of this is my fault and how she just wants to die already, but the poor little bitch can't die just yet, she has another 50 years of this.