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"I'm not gonna write you a love song 'cause you asked for it, 'cause you need one."

~Love Song by Sara Bareilles~

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A/N: Finally:) Missed you guys.

Warnings: abuse, addiction, anxiety, biphobia/homophobia, depression, domestic violence, gun violence, language, panic attacks, sexual harassment/assault/abuse, violence, weapons, and other mature themes

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Zion's POV

I lean back, just barely not falling over the cliff. I reach out for someone, anyone.

A figure appears. I reach up desperately.

Silver.

He kicks me. I fall.

Darkness.

I grab onto a ledge. I hold on, terrified of falling.

The world becomes dark. I feel like I'm blind.

I keep the ledge in my grip.

I taste blood.

I smell blood.

"Zion!"

I look up. Kenny screams from the edge down to me.

Silver grabs him from behind.

"Kenny! No!" I yell as I try to claw for something else to grab onto.

There's nothing else to grab onto.

Kenny disappears.

"Kenny?" I call out as I reach up.

"You're too late."

Kreese steps on my hand from above.

Out of instinct, I let go.

I fall.

I fall forever.

I try to scream. My back hits the ground. I'm surrounded by silence and darkness. Until-

a gunshot.

I brace for pain.

Nothing.

A cold, white light hits my face.

I turn on my side.

Kenny. Dead.

"You didn't do enough to protect them."

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I open my eyes. Tears stream down my face as I try to find a sense of balance and sit up.

I reach for the sensory slug on the table next to me; I hold it close as I play with it over and over and over again.

"It was just a dream," I whisper to myself as I channel all my nervous energy into the slug.

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