I'm engaged to the Grim Reaper? Seriously?*Editing*

Chapter Seventeen

I inwardly sighed as I crept up against the wall. Any minute now he would come. I just had to make sure his breathing stopped. My eyes stayed glued to the body. I watched intently as the servant struggled to hold onto his very last heartbeat.

It had been so easy to lure him out here alone. He was all too eagar to 'get some', as he so beakly put it. My body hummed as I remember how easy it was to immoblize him.

I heard a creak and gasped. My breathe caught in my throat as I waited. The servants heart finally gave out. It was time. I watched as the wind picked up rapidly. Mist filled the yard.

A coaked black figure emerged from the mist. I felt a smile stretch across my lips. There he was. The love of my life.

Damion.

My knees grew weak. I wanted to run to him. To embrace him and pour my heart out to him. But my body wouldn't move. It was like I was glued to the ground. I opened my mouth to call for him, but nothing came out. What's going on? Why can't I speak?

Damion bent over to the servant and sighed. He gently touched the body. I watched as the spirit seperated from its owner. Damion looked so lonely and helpless. I felt a stab hit my chest.

Damion sighed as the spirit circled him. I felt tears reach my eyes as Damion began to disappear. No, no, NO! He can't go. Not now, not like this. I growled in agony as the pain got worse.

Damion snapped his head up right as I collapsed to the ground. My breathing grew heavy as I felt my world shattered. I heard Malakai and Cole screaming my name. I felt someone pull me up.

I tried to see their face, but my vision was blurry. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. Every single thing around became painful. I couldn't bare any of it. My mind clouded over as I passed out.

The last thing I heard was Kegan asking if I was going make it.