Epilouge

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Life was hard. So death eased the pain and the sorrows, causing regrets and apologise that may never be accepted. At the funeral, that just happened to be for both of them together, no one spoke, because the only two people that could do that, ashton and calum, were too occupied by crying oceans and rivers. The only two people that could of ever speak about death so freely were Michael and Luke themselves. Lukes father didn't appear. (Later he left a flower on both graves and silently apologised, although he didn't show up on the funeral) Nor did anyone from the family, accept for Lukes only brother Jack. It seemed too silent for everyone who appeared. The prayer was short, there were flower petals thrown over the coffins, already placed six meters under ground.

And that was just it.. And it was confusing, at least it was for the Angel, known as Death who was in the back of the funeral. She wore a long, black dress with sleeves that only reached half of her pale hands. She tip toed to the front of the funeral, in her human form. Her hair was dark brown and wavy, reaching her throat. She stepped there, and simply asked if she could take the speech part. The priest said yes, not seeing the two auras, one light, one dark, that held onto her. They were hers, she was Death. She stepped up front, staring down at the feared souls. Some of them she already spared, some that she will soon meet.

,,We cut, and kill, flowers, because we think, they are beautiful. We cut, and kill, ourselves, because we think we are not.'' she said clearly. ,,Michael and Luke were flowers, not seeing the beauty they held. And maybe they were cutted down by a curse that is life, not death.'' she said ironicly. She was Death after all. ,,And if it was on me, those two souls would never be taken, in such pity, but now, no one on the world can take them away from eachother. Now, we can dream of these angels, who left without us, in love as they simply were.'' she smiled, softly, looking down at her feet. ,,Thank you.'' she muttered and went back to the back.

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Everyone, well, almost everyone left. Only Calum and Ashton were left there, sitting and crying. It was silly, but Calum felt guilty, and Ashton somehow felt guilty and everyone always felt so guilty and it was such a human feeling. Death came to them, still in her human form and tapped Calums shoulder lightly. The boy, along with his boyfriend, looked up with puffy eyes. She gave him a weak smile and sat down next to them. ,,The end always comes too soon, you know?'' she said, looking straight forward, but speaking to the two of them.

Ashton nodded, squeezing Calums hand lightly in his. ,,Yeah, it does.'' Calum muttered, breathing heavily. ,,Not even breathing is easy, how the heck would life be...'' he sighed and shook his head, rubbing his forehead.

,,Why don't you two go and be happy? And I'll spare you some time to live, huh, Calum? Ashton?'' Death sighed. It was breaking rules, but, she could bring a different soul when it's time. She could trick like that again. She can't take them as well. Death smiled to them, moving her hair from her face, so Calum could see her grey eyes clearly. She looked as a woman, in her early twenties. But she was immortal, an immortal angel, taken early just as Michael and Luke were. And at that moment Calum smiled to her, to the one who spared his life once before, recognizing the gentle features she once had.

,,Thank you'' he mouthed. She stood up, going to Ashton on the other side. Ashton on the other hand recognized her right away. How many times had he begged for her, called for her. Oh, how many times had she refused his poor, torchured soul that he served for her on a silver plate.
,,Haven't I told you it will be okay?" she asked, nudging him lightly. Ashton could do nothing other than smile to her. Death, in her petite frame, stood up, taking a black hooded jacket, hooding her light face. ,,Well, now darlings, there are souls to take care off, and you two!" she pointed her long fingers at them ,,You better be Happy. I will check up on you." she smiled at the boys who held their hands together and simply left, with a wave of a hand.

[omg it's over. I can't thank you enough. even you, silent readers. again, if there is anyone who makes trailers inbox me. I love you all. stay happy.

edited: 28.September.2015.

Translations : Italian : @Hemmo_is_mine

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