Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Blood* ❯ Violet ( Chapter 68 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Violet
-Violet-
I had a curiosity about death. Some say I was in love with it.
That's overstating it. I just find it interesting. Now, I might be
part of it.
Number eleven.
I am going to die next year during the Fire Festival. I don't know
how to take this. I haven't said a word. I don't think they'll
believe me. Oh! The death-obsessed girl says she's going to die. It
makes sense in a way. Hell, I probably wouldn't believe me. So…
what now?
Honestly, I don't know.
I got a text the other day.
“We need to talk. What number do you have?”
I stared at the screen. “What is this?” Any normal person would've
deleted the text. But as you can guess I am not normal. So I hit
reply.
“Uh… Who is this? How did you get this number?” I pressed send.
Seconds later I got another.
“Zoey sent me your number.”
“Suzuki Zoey. She goes to your school.”
Sounded familiar. I stared at my phone. Maybe I should call them. I
was about to when my phone pinged. Another text came in.
“What is your number?”
I froze. I looked at my back. Was I really going to do this? I took
a breath and started typing.
“Eleven. You?” I sat back and waited. Those three dots appeared. I
looked around in the library. No one was looking at me. Good.
I got a response.
“Twenty-one.”
Heh. I started typing.
“Who are you? Where are you?” I don't know how I'm going to do
this. What would I do if I ran into him? Or her? Or them. I looked
down to see a reply being typed. I waited as the three dots bounced
on the screen. I found myself holding my breath. What the hell? Why
was I so nervous? It all felt so ridiculous.
“Look up.”
I lifted my head. A boy a little bit younger than me stood across
the room. He waved at me. Suddenly, my phone rang.
“Hello?” I asked. I saw him on the phone as well. (I'm not sure why
he did this.)
“Come with me,” he said. “I'll tell you everything.” He hung up
before I could say a word. I stared at my phone. Okay then…