Reminiscing in painful memories

Bloos stained purple hair......pale complection.......confusion Lingering emotions surface as a thick, crimson, liquid seeps rapidly out of the small form. Hitched breathing softly fades away as unconsciousness pulls her deeper into the darkness. "Momo...........w-what...happened?" The girl just weakly smiled, her eyebrows creased to the point where they almost became one. "To...shiro........I-I'm sorry......but......I couldn't....help it." He positioned her body to be cradled in his lap while asking, "Why are you apoligizing?" Coughs were barely heard as she answered, "Ai-zen.....needed, my-my help......he is now.....free..." Momo smiled more happily at the last comment. She always loved the generous man, always wanted to see him full of joy. As the streetlight's faint glow flickered off, so did her life line. She died in his arms, in the narrow way of an alley, in a pool of trash........what a way to end.