Short Stories

Always Together

⚠ WARNING: THIS STORY IS ABOUT SUICIDE. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT, PLEASE MOVE ON TO ANOTHER ⚠

    I held my hand in his as he held his hand in mine. Together, we shall fall. We shall be together where peace will be among us. Together, we will always have fun.

And we will be free at last.

I looked at him once more. Savoring every last look that could hold. His beautiful green eyes glimmering with the sunrise, his smile, the biggest one that he has ever given to me, his delicate long fingers, as if it'll break with a single touch, his cheeks so sunken in, it's like he's already a skeleton. Even so, he was still beautiful. The one for me.

I laughed. This is it for us isn't it?

     "Hey, I love you. Lots." I told him.
He smiled even bigger.

     "I love you so much. You were always there for me." He rubbed his thumb against my hand. "You are my precious princess. My only hope for this place. You make me happy, and I'm even happy now."

I smiled at him. He smiled at me.

I loved him. He loved me.

This was all that we needed.

And then we jumped into the unforseeable mass of darkness. We held our hands tightly.
In mid-air, I said this one more time.

    " I love yo-"

We plummeted down onto the hard pavement floor.

This is our goodbye.