He couldn't move his body, blood trailing down his arms the only proof he was alive. Body lies flat, eyes trailing the ceiling, his body would eventually become the fossils to prove he was alive.
His thoughts stuck on the argument he and Sam had.
What hurt more than the fight was the sorry Sam said. Broken sobs escaped the blonde's mouth as he stared up at him. The scared look in his eyes clouded with tears.
Sam had nothing to apologize for it was all him and yet Sam looked at him like he meant anything to the world.
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FanfictionJust a place to put all of my Solby 100 drabbled prompts from tumblr.
