She hated to do this, and it broke her heart even thinking about it, but she knew it had to be done. She had made up her mind, and there was no turning back now. She only hoped that someday he would understand. Please R&R.

Her parents were killed because of who she is. Her best friend died because she didn't interfere. She's losing herself in the war, and the only person that sticks around is the one she wishes would disappear. How far will she go to escape her pain and forget everything that happened? A dark fic of lust, hate, and weakness set in several short scenes. Written in 2nd person POV. R&R!

That solitary truth is sickening as you realize what you've done. 100-word drabble/musing. Please R&R.