Life After Champion

June

   I'm too terrified to even move. After I wasted the last of my energy on screaming and my pathetic attempts to break free from my restraints, I basically gave up. There's nothing I can do. I have 22 hours, 17 minutes, and 46 seconds left to live.

   My life may be cut short, but it was well lived in the end. I just wish I'd been able to properly say goodbye to Anden, Tess, and Eden. To tell them how much they all mean to me. How much they've impacted my life. But mostly, I wish I'd been able to say goodbye to Day. I wish I'd been able to kiss him again and remind him of how much I truly love him. I wish I'd been able to feel his warmth one last time as he embraced me and whispered in my ear. Been able to hear his joyous laugh again as we joked around. Been able to be close enough to him again so I could see the tiny imperfection in his ocean blue eyes.

   But it's all too late now. Never again will I get to hold him close. Never again will I hear his silly jokes about the government or the Colonies. Never again will I feel his warm lips against my forehead when I'm distressed or upset. I will never witness him getting married or traveling the world. I'll never witness him getting to be the best man at Eden's wedding. I'll never again get to see him wear the paperlcip ring I made him so long ago. The one he wore even when he didn't know who I was. I'll never get to see him again.

   It'll be easier for me. I've been able to accept my fate, no matter how undesirable it may be. I've been able to come to peace with that fact that by this time tomorrow, I'll be dead. I'll no longer exist in this world. I'll be remembered and cried over, but dead nonetheless.

   Day, on the other hand though, will have to live his life wondering what could have been. I'm sure he'll mourn and grieve and hate the world for what happened, but it doesn't change anything. He'll blame himself for my capture and curse the fact that he ever left me alone. He'll spend many sleepless nights crying over me. I can't imagine what he'll have to go through. I couldn't picture a life without him, so he it's not hard to believe that it was the same way for him. I'd do anything to keep that sort of pain away from him but...the thing is, I can't do anything. He's probably frantically searching for clues he'll never find in order to try and get me before it's too late. But it is too late. These men are professional terrorists,  I'm done for.

   There's nothing I can do except sit silently, exhausted,waiting for the inevitable, as the clock ticks down. Second, by second, by second...

Day,  
I love you, I love you, until the day we meet again I will hold you in my heart and protect you there, grieving what we never had, cherishing what we did. I wish you were here.
   I love you, always.