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“Manta come back!” I called, watching her run across the street and towards the bridge. I stopped running to catch my breath, looking back to see something I could never un-see. Ronnie was sobbing.

“Vic, bring her back to me…” He cried, his head in his hands. Walking over to him, I carefully placed a hand on his shoulder. “I fucked up… don’t let her destroy herself please. She’s the most important person in my life and I need her alive… I know she won’t want to see me but please… save her.” He said, staring me straight in the eye, tears streaming down his face. “How can I do this… She won’t talk to me…” I said, concern in my eyes. “There was something different in her eyes when she looked at you, you need to do this. Now go, fucker… Go!” He yelled shoving me forward. I didn’t look back, I just ran. Ran until I got to the bridge, where I last saw her. I scanned it for any signs of her, almost leaving before noticing something shiny on the ground. Crouching to pick it up, tears threatened to fall as I realised it was a razor, pulled out from its handle and stained with blood, Taped to it was the word “Betrayal.”

“Oh no…” My voice trembled, dropping the metal and bolting down the street, screaming. “Have you seen a small girl with black and blonde hair?” Everyone said no, this wasn’t working at all. I needed to find her, not only for Ronnie but, for myself. I had grown so attached to this small girl in a day and there was no fucking way I’d let her go. I came across a motel and figured I should check with them, which was a longshot.

“Sir, have you seen a girl, who is pretty short with black hair, with her bands dyed blonde? Her name is Manta Radke…” I asked the man behind the counter between breaths. “There is a Manta McCrae who fits that description who checked in recently, are you her boyfriend or something?” He asked, tilting his head. “I wish.” I chuckled, leaning against the counter. “Can you tell me which room she is in?”

“21-A.” He responded cheerfully. My heart pounded both in relief and anxiety, sprinting off to that room. I don’t think I’ve ever knocked harder on a door ever in my fucking life, screaming her name over and over to no avail. “Fuck…” I sighed, looking down at my shoes, which were just inches away from blood droplets which lead down the hall. “Shit.” I growled, running in that direction and up the stairs, which lead me to the roof.

“Manta!” I called, looking around, but it wasn’t long before I saw her figure pacing on the edge of the building, the faint sound of humming heard from her direction. “Manta, get down please… I’m here for you.” I said cautiously, walking towards her.

“Oh Vic…” She chuckled, twirling on the ledge to face me, her tearstained face still beautiful even in her sadistic expression. “Who’s here for me? Who can help me, oh tell me sweet Vic.” She said weakly, turning to pace again.

“I am, I can Manta… I won’t take you back to Ronnie I-“ I was going to continue but, I was interupped by her laughing dramatically. “I’ll only leave with you once I’m cold and dead. Don’t you see Vic? I’m a monster, an insane whore who doesn’t deserve anything good…” She mumbled, twirling recklessly once more to face me. “I’ve lived every second of my goddamn life being raped and abused, how could I have been such a fool to trust someone, especially like Ronnie who is known to be like my fucking parents… I trusted one person, and he betrayed me too… this is what I deserve. Ronnie only took me in because of the publicity... and You're going to do the same!” She cried, flailing her arms, which I could see were terribly wrapped in bloodstained gauze.

“You’re wrong.” I growled, my hands in fists, tears falling from my eyes. “You’re wrong Manta! You’re so fuckin beautiful it’s not even funny. The second I saw you my heart couldn’t handle it, it was like-“

“Love at first sight? Heard that one before…” She interjected.

“…It was like we were connected, you felt it too and you know it. Now please come down, you don’t have to talk to me, hell you don’t have to trust me but, let’s just take it a day at a time. I’ll drop everything for you.” I begged, tears flowing faster.

“Don’t you see Vic? I’m such a fucking burden… you’re going to grow to hate me…” She said through sobs, slowly coming down from the ledge and hugging me tightly around the waist, sobbing into my shirt. I wrapped my arms around her firmly, bringing her close.

“I could never hate you…”

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