My heart squeezes tight in pain; my hands fling forward, holding his arm as he plunges the knife deeper, a deadly gaze in his eyes. 

 

This couldn't be my Bion. I know we had a fight, but this can't be my Bion. 

 

My eyes flicker droopily as my eyes burn with tears, almost succumbing to the darkness that calls it until a loud bang resounds. 

 

“MEL!!!!” The door is pushed down, and a guy so familiar runs in. 

 

Grabbing the intruder, he flung him to the other side of the room. I tried to see the face of my saviour, but my eyes couldn't stay open any longer, so on...