Warning: Not edited, I repeat not edited. Read at your own risk.
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Alexis's POVIt was cold and dark. Goosebumps crept up my skin. It didn't help that there was a downpour falling right on me.
But, I couldn't be more bothered with the cold, dark or the rain. I just had to get to him.
But I couldn't move. My legs were frozen. I tried moving but it was of no use. Every single second I wasted, he was getting further away.
"Aiden", I tried to yell, but it just came out as a whisper which was lost to the pit pat of the rain. I tried once, twice, even thrice thinking it was a charm, but it was too late.
He was gone and there was nothing I could do about it. I lost him again.
My legs gave away and I fell to the ground. Too tired to move. Too tired to cry. Too tired to do anything actually. It was just so pathetic, me giving up so easily.
I was losing consciousness, slowly. Funny thing, because I lost my sanity a long time ago. Darkness was closing in around me. This was way too cliche.
I knew what was coming. And just when I thought I could finally slip into oblivion, I felt someone's hands going under me.
This person must have been strong, cause it took very little effort for him to lift me up like a sack of potatoes and take me towards the light.
Ugh! How I hate the light. The world has no right to be so joyous and filled with light. It should be dark and filled with misery, now that he has gone. But I guess I'm the only one mourning for him.
He. He's gone now. He was like a ray of sunshine. If he were here, he would know exactly what to say. But, why isn't he here? It's because of me.
He's going to miss prom. He's going to miss being prom king. He's going to miss graduation. He's going to miss finding true love like he always wanted. He's going to miss out on seeing the world and having an adventure.
Actually he's going to miss out on everything because of me. I can't help but think, what would have happened if it was me instead of him. For obvious reasons I wouldn't be missed at all.
I was, correction, still am that socially awkward nerd , sitting at the back of the class, so I wouldn't be noticed. I am induced with extreme anxiety. I'm self conscious, have the lowest self esteem and have panic attacks from time to time. That's just plain ol' me.
He on the other hand, was my total opposite. He was bold, outgoing, fun, popular, but never proud. Very flirtatious, always made jokes, optimistic, and what not.
While I stayed inside snuggled up with my books, he was out there taking risks and having an adventure.
My whole body was numb. My hands were uselessly hanging by my side. Maybe, if I could close my eyes, I would disappear. But sadly, I didn't get to try it. I could feel my body getting its sense of touch back. I was gaining consciousness.
And just before I could face the blinding light which I know to be my worst nightmare - reality, I heard him. I heard his last words to me before dying. "I love you." And then I gasped.
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