Mist | Chapter 15

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This chapter is starting with Scaramouches POV, in any point in the story that the text isn't using a coma, it means he is talking or thinking. Thank you!

Even if you rot, when there's no flesh left, pure bones left. Love can never truly rot. It only rots when the seed is crushed. Although we might not be able to meet again in this universe, although we were able to enjoy some time together, it doesn't change the fact that I still love you. Even if the love I feel for you, the love you feel for me may be seen as a curse through the eyes of humanity. We continue to love each other, cursing the path we once walked alone. Maybe, the true love was the relationship we had felt within each other. Because nobody ever truly understands one another. It's our heart that understands, no words could ever represent the way actions show the amount of love we have. Yet, our actions seem to have been cursed. But why? Was love never the rule, never the cure? Was it the curse? Maybe, if I hadn't made the rash decision of leaving the past behind, and focusing on the future, maybe we could've had a chance to ignite our flames once more. Making grow stronger and bigger each day, just like our love for each other.
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Everything is so bright. I feel cold, but warm at the same time.
"Hey, you doing alright? I didn't expect you to pass out, but I'm glad that your doing better."
Maybe it'll all be better once I get to pour my thoughts.
Yeah I'm doing fine, sorry about that. I guess the fatigue just made my body shut down.
"Well, at least your doing better."
Yeah, but I have something to ask you. Is it fine if we go to the ocean near noon? I feel like it's more appropriate to tell you there, instead of here.
"Yeah, that sounds perfect. As long as I get to be next to you, I don't care about the location or place we are at. But you'll have to wait a few weeks to be able to go outside. I don't wanna risk you having to go back to the hospital. "
I feel horrible, I don't want to leave traveller alone, but that seems to be the better option than staying with them till our hearts drip blood.
That's fine, I'll see you the next time you pass by my room.
"Bye, I'll see you tomorrow. I promise I won't take long."
People always make promises all the time, but are they meant to be broken or fulfilled? Promises are tossed around almost every single day. Almost like it's just a word, and not a act of trust. Although, some people do keep their promises, Archons forbid if the promises were to break, they would break you back. But, I know I won't break this promise. I promise, that no matter what happens, I will never leave your side. Not even death will break us apart, for I will prevent death to reach me, grasp me. I won't be scared. Because, I know I'll be facing death side by side with you, and that's all I ever asked for. Being able to be next to you, until you take my last breath away, hand in hand. For, only we can seperate each other.
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-A few weeks later-

"You've finally recovered, Scaramouche. Are you ready to go?"
Yeah, just give me a few minutes. I just have to get my stuff ready.
"Alright that fine, also, where do you want to go?"
I was thinking about going to the ocean, just to relax and enjoy the view of it. It truly is beautiful, how the ocean can be deathly terrifying, but calming and lovely at the same time.
"Yeah, most people are like that. Some can be soothing and calming in a glance, but the next moment they could break, and have to release what they have been hiding. It can also be the opposite."
I guess, your right about that.

-little time skip to the ocean-

*The tide of the ocean was relaxing, it was a nice light but dark color. It seemed to be the calm before the storm, the crack before a bottle breaks. The wind was blowing, it was fresh, a nice reliever for Scaramouche. Although he didn't know the words to use, he had the idea of what to say. *

I want to start off by saying, I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you. I know its difficult to save somebody, let alone save them more than once. I also want to start off with, I know we never truly asked each other to be a official couple, but I knew that I loved you when you tried everything to save me. I know I haven't been the best person the past month or two. But when you came into my life, every view I saw of this world, every thought, changed. My every day became better, because I knew that I would be able to see you. If I could only see you one last time, but there was a price of me dying, I would exchange my soul for you. Because just the sight of you is enough to make my day better. It may not be the best, but it certainly is enough for me. I truly hope you have a peaceful future, and I pray that you find love that deserves you. I just can't find myself being worthy of your love, your too good for me. I'm ready to accept the fact that, not everybody gets to have a good ending, but at least my ending will involve you in it. That's enough for me, and I don't need you to return my feelings. I just needed to let this all out, and to let you hear the words I once told myself to never say. I never expected you to change me for the better, but you did. And if I were to drop dead right now, I wouldn't of had regretted a thing. You truly, were the best thing that could've happened in my life. I truly appreciate you, traveller.
"I thought it was pretty obvious that I've liked you. I wouldn't be risking my life for one person multiple times if I didn't at least like them. I would be devastated if you were to ever die, and I would be honored to be the last memory you were to receive."

I'm glad, and I would be delighted to see your beautiful eyes for one last moment.

As much I yearn for their love, it's prohibited for me to let them become attached to me. I'm frightened that, the day I die will sadden them too much. Which, is why I have to do this. I'm very sorry.

Promise me, traveller, that you will never forget me. For you have painted blank canvases with your love, and gifted them to me. In return, I wish no pain on you. So I wish you don't take this personally. On the way here, I injected myself with poison. I couldn't bear with the fact that you would have to spend time to help me recover, and I knew that once I told you this, you would try and rush me to a hospital. That's why I decided to talk a lot, to give it time to kick in. Your an amazing human being, I just couldn't bear the amount of responsibility I would have to bear with you. And if I were to be reincarnated, and had a chance to be with you forever, I would take it. Just not in this life. I never once regretted my decisions in staying by your side, every chance I could get. I'll forever love you, and goodbye. Forever, let us be reunited once again.

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Author's Note|
I've decided to end it with this chapter, it might come off as rushed, because it is. I truly hope you can forgive me for that since I had plently of ideas to add more chapters to this. I just felt bad that I haven't touched this in like a longgggg time. So I hope this was a good enough ending, and bye! Maybe see you the next time I decide to make a second book? (It would be related to this ending I promise. Reincarnation era?? Who knows.) Anyway, I want to thank you all for reading this even though it's not the best 😣

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