Dimension Jump | Karl Heisenberg

Chapter Thirty-Eight.

Things had only gotten worse since yesterday's family-fun day, and I was almost certain that I wouldn't be having Karl around much longer.

Right now I was watching as his chest rose and fell beside me on the bed, body covered in a sweatshirt and blanket as his arm stayed wrapped around my shoulders.

It was peaceful, seeing his face hold no worry or fear. Which is all it's been holding as of recent. "I'm sorry I did this to us."

My words slipped subconsciously as I reached up to rub his cheek, Karl's eyes opening slowly. "Good morning to you too."

I laugh a little, burying my head farther into his chest. "Can we just— stay like this a little longer?"

"Of course," Karl assured, his shaking hands pulling me closer as best as they could.

He'd gotten weaker, legs giving out a lot when he stood, and head filling with black dots if he tried to do too much.

A feeling in my gut was telling me I had to say goodbye soon, before it was too late.

If only I'd known how many more time I'd get to wake up to him smiling, muttering the simple words 'good morning'.

I would've relished it a hell of a lot more, that's for sure.

It was unspoken between us, but we knew that today or maybe tomorrow was it. The road would end, and we'd be set back to normal.

"Hey, y/n," I peered up to look at Karl a little better as he started talking. His face turned to me, a cheeky smile on his lips. "I don't regret taking you to Mother Miranda that day, and I don't regret keeping you by my side ever since."

Hearing him say that took a big weight off my shoulders, considering I'd been blaming myself for basically everything up until this point. I mean, it was my fault after all, that any of this even happened.

"And I don't regret not running," I assured, trying to joke back as a response, despite the heavy mood that settled over us. "So Uhm... are you just gonna disappear? Forever?"

Karl's smile faltered a little as he nodded, resting his forehead against mine. "But I'm never truly gone, you know," He chuckled a little, and I smiled at what the man was referring to.

"You'll always be in the game, there for me to see," I sigh, knowing that it would be different listening to his programmed lines and destined ending.

"Don't sound so sad, it'll make me sad," Karl spoke, but I couldn't help but sound that way. I was sad.

His hand started up another twitching spell, and tears welled up, holding the man closer if it was even possible. "I uhm... this— this might be it. I feel similar to how I did that day."

I nod, knowing it was true when his entire body started to shake with his hand, muscles twitching under my weak and crying touch.

"I love you y/n, and I'm always with you," Karl's hand was on my cheek as a final kiss was planted to my forehead, and with that, his body disintegrated into air within the blink of an eye.

That was it.

He was gone. Just like that, as if he'd never even been here in the first place.

I curled up into my bed, relishing the warmth he'd left on the sheets as I tried to not let my crying get out of control.

"You guys, breakfast is—!" Dad opened the door to see my sorry state, and he raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Is Karl in the bathroom?"

I shook my head, sitting up straight. "He uhm... yeah," I laughed a little through my tears, wiping at the wetness.

"What?" My fathers eyes scrunched as he gripped the doorknob harder. "I trusted that moron!"

"You put your trust in the right place..." I mumble, touching my fingers to my forehead. And one final time, I let my lips quiver as they opened to repeat a phrase I wished I didn't have to.

"Goodbye Karl."

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