
Hurting oneself.
Still runs as far away from Tracen as possible, seeking refuge in a nearby forest.
"I hurt her..."
She doesn't look back, only running as far as her uma legs could take her.
"I hurt her."
She didn't care for when the trees' branches hit her, nor did she care about her environment.
"Maybe Shakur is right... I hurt Still... and... and should just "fuck off"."
All she thought about was the other her, the one she has inadvertently hurt.
The only one she truly cared for.
Tears clung to her eyes, blurring her vision, before... Thud.
She trips on a rock, falling over into the leaf-covered dirt. It hurt. Her leg hurts.
"O-ow... m-my leg..."
Still laid there, suffering.