Chapter Twelve: To Death I'll Be

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(Third person P.O.V)

"Great to see you back Grell!" Ronald spoke giving a wide grin to Grell. Grell simply laughed a bit and hugged his friend tightly. "Hey! You okay?" The blonde asked looking down at him as he nodded. "Of course, sorry for leaving you though." Ronald chuckled, "It's alright." Everything was back or seemed to be back to normal.

(Grell's P.O.V)

"William I finished my paper work." I spoke looking around his office. "William?.." Someone tapped my shoulder and I turned to see Alan and Eric. "Have you two seen William anywhere? I have things for him.." I gestured to the sheets of paper that took over my hands. "Will went out-" Eric began as Alan continued. "He's been working a lot lately, I think he wants a promotion." I raised a brow and gave an odd but accepting smile. "Alright.." I set the papers on his desk, staring at the seat and desk for a moment. Did I miss him?

"Grell?" I looked to Alan. "Yes?" Alan kept his usual expression but gave it a more calmer look as he came over to me. "As much as it pains you I don't think it would much of a burden to try again." He tried to smile. "Death can come to some.. Be thankful your not one of them and make your dreams come true." He then walked out and left, Eric closely by his side. 'Right.. Alan could die any day now.. And here I am moping about something that could become real..' A smile crept onto my face but quickly faded away. "I still love Will.. But it's pointless if he doesn't feel the same."

"But I'll still love him.. To death."

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