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The day came. I got kind of over it. I posted this.

Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairytale. -unknown

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There was just so much blood.

It soaked through my hands and his clothes.

They were late. The ambulance came late.

He was barely breathing by the time they got here.

But I can still feel his blank eyes just staring into mine.

There were no emotions. Just blank stares. Nothing more than blank stares.

I just remember the blood.

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I laid down a single red rose on his grave stone.

"This is goodbye." I whispered as I kissed my two fingertips and placed them on the headstone.

"Did you know him well?" Mrs. Weiss asked.

"He died trying to save my life." I whispered.

She laid a comforting hand on my shoulder and said "I'll tell you a little something about death, you can't anticipate how you'll feel afterward. People will tell you, they might be close to right, but none exactly right."

"Thanks Mrs. Weiss." I whispered.

She just smiled, turned around and left.

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The sad thing is, no one knows what happened to him.

The only person there was me.

I had to leave.

I would've never been able to leave if they found out.

It's still an ongoing investigation.

They know both of them shot each other.

But that's all.

No one knows the guilt I feel.

No one knows how badly I blame myself for what happened.

But it's fair to say.

I will never forget him.

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