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Everyone was shocked.
Leah's scream still echoed across the empty rooftop (except, for the victims of Gretchein Klein's terrible experiment)
Fatin was the first to react, running toward the blue-eyed girl, who was now falling to her knees to the ground.
"Leah" she shouted, holding the girl in her arms.
Leah leaned into Fatin, the two of them kneeling on the ground while the brunette began to break down in a loud cry.
Dot quickly understoood the situation and, with a gesture, sent everyone inside, giving privacy to both girls.
She still paused for a moment, looking after Fatin's eyes. When the violinist nodded with a weak smile, Dot left too, letting the door open.
"I was so close, Fatin. So close!" Leah exclaimed, hiding her face in Fatin's t-shirt.
Fatin could feel Leah's tears falling over her t-shirt, but in the first time in a long time, she didn't care, letting the girl leave all her pain there.
She rubbed Leah's back, tucking the dark strands behind her ear so it wouldn't affect the writer's view.
"It's okay, Leah. We're gonna be okay."
Leah pulled away. Her face was red, completely marked by tears. She bit her lower lip so hard that Fatin feared it would bleed, and when the girl was about to pull at her eyebrows, Fatin was quicker, taking both of Leah's hand and holding in her lap.
"I ruined everything! We had a chance to get out of here and i couldn't do it. I'm so sorry, I..."
Fatin interrupted her:
"Don't say that again, Leah" she warned, frowning.
Leah swallowed a sob, her face twisting in confusion.
"You are so strong, Leah. If there's someone here that have to ask for sorry, It's me. I didn't believe on you. You dealt with all alone, Leah, I'm..."
Fatin fell silent, bitting the inside of her cheek.
Leah quickly noticed the hesitation of her friend and, shrugging slightly, replied:
"There was not reasons for you to believe. I wasn't in my normal conditions, Fatin."
Leah's crying had already stopped, leaving just a few stubborn tears that still slipped down on her face.
The brunette was sitting in front of Fatin, the two of them cross-legged while the violinist held Leah's hand, drawing invisible circles on the soft skin.
"I left you alone."
Leah shook her head, letting out a tired sigh.
"You didn't. You saved me."
"I saved you?"
It was almost funny the way Fatin's voice came out tottaly indignant, matching the surprise on her face.
But Leah only nodded, with a shy smile on her face. She looked away, feeling her cheeks blushed.
"You held me everytime that I fell."
This time it was Fatin who smiled. Her eyes lighting up like the sun.
She came closer, the cold breeze hitting them and making their hair move in the wind.
"You saved me too, Leah. The girls helped me to be a better person, but you... you were the biggest reason to that."
Their eyes met again.
Leah melted under the chocolate-eyes that looked at her with so much love, while Fatin felt a little intimidadated by the ocean-blue eyes that overflowed with intensity.
"I guess we saved each other, we didn't?" Leah said, letting go of Fatin's hand just to put on her lap.
Fatin immediately understoood, intertwinning their fingers.
"Yeah. We definitly saved each other."