𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗟𝗶𝗹𝘆𝘀 {𝗔 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗼𝗳 𝗞𝗮𝗲𝗯𝗲𝗱𝗼 𝗢𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀}

Goodbye and Happy Birthday.

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" I'm sorry, My dear for what i couldn't give you in this very cruel world we live in. "

Never in my life did i think i would hear that sentence. And never in my life did i think i would have to see such a sight.

Its much different from how i imagined things would turn out. I never wanted this, and im sure he never wanted it either. It was such a sight to see so much gore. More then i could handle. And in the midst of it all he was there. Standing there like he had crawled straight out of hell.

He collapsed and i finally came back to my senses but it was to late. The blood covered how bad his state was. And his face covered how much pain he must of endured. His blonde hair wrapped around his face and my leg like he was an angel.

All i could do was hold him in my arms and wish for a different outcome. He simply smiled as my tears dropped onto his face. He shakily moved his arm to wipe my tears. The feeling of his hand on my face was nice. But it was the last time i would ever feel that type of way.

He moved his arm down and tried to move his mouth to speak but it came out as a small croak. It sent a pang through his heart. It has been so long since he has felt this way.

The blonde the make kept on trying to say something and the blue haired make just watched as more tears leaked from his eyes onto the other male. He could hear shouting from others. He didn't care. He didnt care he was surrounded by dead bodies. He didn't care about the blood around him and on him. And he didnt care that the blond haired make caused this.

The shouting got louder. The male in his arm finally got the strength to push the words he desperately needed to get out, out.

" Happy Birthday my dearest..." He raised his hand to cough and blood came out he still continued. " ..Im sorry i couldn't spend more time with..you this is also goodbye"

And then his eyes closed. When i thought i had shed all my tears the faucet my eyes unleashed wider and more came out. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I couldn't stand it. I hated it. It will never be the same. Nothing will be the same.

The hand was pushed off as i used my sword to make myself stand up. And the faucet that my eyes were holding finally turned off. There was no point. Whats the point. If he's not here why should i be here.

If he's not here whats my purpose?

The sword i once used to fight enemies to fight for my life ended up right through my chest. I never imagined this would happen. The shouting that had once been so far away was now closer. To close. I could feel the blood seep through my torn shirt. I collapsed right next to him. I don't remember if it was my imagination but he began to fade away and at the same time my vision began to fade away.

And for a final time i closed my eyes never to wake up again.
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Bro im so sorry for writing this—
This is the first thing i write after coming back on wattpad 💀
Uhhhh hope u enjoyed ig and give me ideas cuz idk what to write.