Chaos is Kind | 18+

19 - The End

A/N - Trigger warning for self harm and suicide in this chapter.

WREN

We hobbled up the hill towards the abandoned church, sirens ringing through my ears as he leant on my shoulder for support

Our fingers intwined as he ushered me through the large dusty archway. The doors were heavy and hard to push open, especially in his condition but we clambered through and sat low against the wall.

I laid him down, agonising groans escaping his lips every time he moved.

"You have to go, you have to run." He gripped my wrist to stop the frantic care I was try to give him and stared up at me.

"Please, Wren." He coughed out as the sound of sirens began to get closer.

"No, Bellamy. I'm not going to just leave you here." I always was the stubborn one.

Wheezing for breath he panted, we had no water, food and were officially missing which meant even if we could avoid authorities here, we couldn't stay forever and I knew bullet wounds didn't just heal themselves.

I lifted his shirt to look at the damage the gunshot had done. His whole torso, covered in blood as it continued to leak from the wound.

My hands now covered in the red flushing liquid made me panic even more.

"It's okay, you're gonna be okay." I tried to assure him but his face started going pale.

"Stay with me, Bell." I kissed his forehead and still felt little warmth in his skin.

I pulled my shirt over my head, as gently as I could I pushed it against the wound to try and stop the bleeding.

He gasped and groaned loudly which was slight relief because every time he made a sound I knew he was still breathing.

"You're okay, come on... please don't leave me." I whispered, tears only now welling in my eyes. He was going to be okay, he had to be.

I wasn't going to go through the rest of my shitty life without the one person who made it worth living.

"I need to go get help." I muttered to him but he shook his head, holding my forearm as tightly as his shaking hands could.

"Just stay with me, I don't want to die alone." He whispered, the sentence basically shattering me from the inside out.

"I love you, Bellamy." I whimpered.

"I've always loved you, Wren." He whispered back.

I lay next to him, reluctantly wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

His arm went limp after a couple of minutes and I listen carefully for his breath but nothing, complete silence overran the rickety church walls.

He was gone.

"Fuck!" I screamed, falling to my knees and sobbing as I lifted myself up off the ground, trying to find a pulse and failing.

I couldn't breathe, the grief coursing through every part of my brain as I remember the memories we'd made together and the fact we would cease to make any more.

Bellamy had saved me once, devoting everything to me and in his time of need he slipped through my fingers...

I leant my head on my hands and eyed a broken bottle under the seat, together in life and together in death.

I reached for the shard, instantly cutting my fingertips on the glass but I didn't mind. I could feel it, that was all that mattered.

The blood dripping down my arms made me shake, I was never scared to die before and I wasn't scared now.

Laying myself back down the pooling blood by my sides relaxed me in some sick way as I knew it wouldn't be the last time I'd see the man I loved.

We'd be together.

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A/N - I'm sorry if you guys don't like how this ended but I hope you enjoyed the story. <33

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- A