CHOOSE ME!

Part 32

Tw: blood, suicide
Alex's pov
I watched as he ran happily across the busy main road and smiled at him. Suddenly a large horn made the streets go silent, I watched as Charlie's face reflected the bright lights of the lorry and next thing I knew he was on the floor. A small crowd gathered around me, we all stared and didn't know what to do. I slowly started walking towards him and bent down to examine his bloody body. His heart was barely breathing and he was out stone cold.

His body dripped with deep red blood from head to toe, I hadn't realised it but small tears were dripping onto my bloody hands as I held him close, my ring was stained red and my clothes became drenched in his blood. I put my hand on his chest and felt his heartbeat slowly come to an end, I screamed when I felt the last pump of his heart and brought his body close to my chest. The street was filled with screams, shouts and tears, cars stopped in place to stare and the scene in the middle of the road.

Before in knew I was being pulled away from his body by the paramedics that had arrived. Blood dropped off me and landed in small puddles on the floor with my tears but I wasn't strong enough to keep in fighting their strong grip against me.

They pulled out a bed to place his body on and I dropped to the floor when I was finally released from their strong grip, I watched as they discussed what they were going to do and all of them starting shaking their heads. They covered up his body with a white cloth like blanket. Charlie Whitehall - time of death: 5:36pm - Thursday 12 November.

I ran to the peer where we were reunited, tears making my face burn in the harsh wind trying to knock me down as I ran. I threw myself at the chipped metal rails of the peer, the wind swept through my hair and hollowed in my ears. "I can't live without you," I cried clutching onto my chest tightly as it became harder and harder to breathe, I stepped onto the railings and climbed over them. And I jumped.

The cold water hit my face and my body began it ache from the pressures of the water. The sounds of the world above me slowly muffled themselves out. It was silent except for my thoughts, a large gulp of salty water entered my mouth and flashbacks of my life flashed before me. My dad, my mum, my friends, all my time with Charlie. We'll be together soon don't worry my love. I thought to myself as my eyes went heavy and my instinct to get back to the top of the water left completely. I felt my body shut down and it felt as though I had just fallen asleep.

Author's pov
"BREAKING NEWS: MODEL ALEX SMITH COMMITTED SUICIDE AFTER HIS PARTNER DIED AFTER BEING HIT BY LORRY!" was all over the news.

Two gravestones filled a small patch of mushy grassy wet land. The boys never got their happy ending in this life, their live story was almost like something from the movies. They were destined to be together, even if that meant they were no longer alive or they were reunited in some other way.....

I'm sorry, I know it's sad. I made myself cry writing it. Don't worry though I'm in the middle of writing a sequel, it may take a few more months though but it will definitely have a happy ending. I promise. 😄