The Watcher V: SKYFALL

Chapter 1: Dark, Dark World

4-6-2010

Kamryn stares blankly around his room, silent tears drip down his face. he can't get a single word out before rushing to his closet.

"Ruthy!" Chloe shouts out. "oh my gosh what!?" Ruthy replies. "I have something really important to tell you!" Chloe says. "Well Tell Me!" Ruthy Exclaims. "..I'm Pregnant!" Says Chloe.

"OMG!!!" Says Ruthy "Have You Told Kam Yet?" Ruthy Exclaims. "Not Yet.. I Dont Think He's in the talking mood.". Chloe says. "Trust Me, just tell him! me and Jonny were in the trenches until Angel was born!" Shouts Ruthy. "You think so" Ruthy Asks. Ruthy grabs her keys. "I Know So! Lets Go!" Says Ruthy.

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Kamryn Grabs a gun from the closet and loads it. "goodbye." Kamryn says under his breath. 

Ruthy And Chloe walk in. "Kam?" Chloe Shouts Out. suddenly, a loud gunshot is heard, "What The Fuck!?" Chloe says as they run to Chloe and Kam's Room. "OH MY GOD!!!" Ruthy Yells. "C-CALL AN AMBULANCE!!" Chloe Screams Out.

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The rain fell in relentless sheets, pounding the asphalt with a fury that mirrored the tumult in Chloe's heart. Streetlights cast a sickly yellow glow over the scene, turning the world into a surreal, nightmare landscape. The distant wail of sirens grew louder, more insistent, cutting through the night like a knife through flesh.Chloe's breaths came in ragged gasps as she ran, her feet slipping on the wet pavement. Beside her, Ruthy struggled to keep up, her face pale and drawn, eyes wide with fear. The ambulance, a beacon of dread, loomed ahead, its red and white lights flashing in a grotesque dance."Chloe, wait!" Ruthy called out, her voice cracking. But Chloe didn't slow down. She couldn't. Every second felt like an eternity, every heartbeat a painful reminder of the fragility of life. She had to know. They had to know.They reached the ambulance just as the paramedics were loading the stretcher. Chloe skidded to a halt, her eyes locked on the lifeless form covered by a blood-stained sheet. She felt a scream rising in her throat, but it choked off, trapped by the horror of the scene before her."Is he...?" Chloe's voice was barely a whisper, trembling with desperation. She looked at the paramedics, her eyes pleading for an answer she wasn't ready to hear.One of the paramedics, a burly man with a grizzled beard, stepped forward. His face was a mask of professional detachment, but his eyes held a flicker of sorrow. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice rough but not unkind. "He didn't make it."Chloe felt the world tilt, her vision narrowing to a dark tunnel. Ruthy caught her as her knees buckled, her friend's touch the only thing keeping her grounded. "No, no, no," Chloe murmured, shaking her head as if denial could somehow change the reality before her. "He can't be gone. Kamryn can't be gone."Ruthy's grip tightened, her own tears mingling with the rain. "Chloe, we have to stay strong," she said, her voice thick with emotion. "For him. For us."Chloe nodded numbly, her mind struggling to process the finality of it all. Kamryn, with his infectious laugh and kind heart, was gone. A self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head, the paramedic had said. The words echoed in her mind, a cruel litany that refused to be silenced."What happened?" Ruthy asked, her voice barely audible over the pounding rain. "Why would he do this?"The paramedic glanced at his partner, a younger woman with tired eyes. She stepped forward, her expression one of weary compassion. "Sometimes, we never know why," she said softly. "People carry burdens we can't see, fight battles we don't understand."Chloe clenched her fists, anger rising to the surface. "But Kamryn... he was always so happy. So full of life."The paramedic nodded, her eyes sad. "Sometimes, those are the ones who hide it the best. They don't want to burden others with their pain."The words stung, a bitter truth that Chloe didn't want to accept. She felt a sob rising in her chest, but she swallowed it down, forcing herself to remain composed. "Can we see him?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.The paramedics exchanged a glance before the woman nodded. "Just for a moment," she said. "We need to get him to the hospital."Chloe took a step forward, her heart pounding. She reached out, her fingers trembling as she lifted the edge of the sheet. Kamryn's face was pale, his features eerily still. The sight of the wound, a dark, gaping hole, made her stomach churn, but she forced herself to look. To remember."Kamryn," she whispered, tears streaming down her face. "Why did you leave us?"Ruthy stood beside her, silent tears falling. She placed a hand on Chloe's shoulder, offering what little comfort she could. "We loved you," she said, her voice breaking. "We always will."As the paramedics gently pulled the sheet back over Kamryn's face, Chloe felt a cold numbness settle over her. The world seemed distant, the rain a mere whisper in the background. She turned to Ruthy, her eyes hollow. "What do we do now?"Ruthy took a deep breath, wiping her tears away. "We go on," she said, her voice resolute despite the grief that weighed it down. "We remember him. And we find a way to live, even with this pain."Chloe nodded, though the words felt hollow. The night stretched out before them, dark and unforgiving, a journey they had no choice but to undertake. As they walked away from the ambulance, the weight of Kamryn's loss pressing down on them, they knew that life would never be the same. But they had each other, and somehow, they would find the strength to carry on.