I remember

I stood alone and freezing on some abandoned street. The cold rain had soaked though the many layers I wore despite my leather jacket. I looked at the leathers worn surface, ~who was I fucking kidding his wasn't mine. Its his. Shit, was his.~ A thousand memories ran through my head.

I starred at my shaking hads. I saw his blood on my fingers. ~Why? Why did it fucking end like this?~ I felt my body shaking with sobs even though I didn't have anymore tears left to cry. I clenched my hands into fists even though my finger nails made me bleed. My whole body shook as screamed into the wilderness.

And then I stoped. ~There was no fucking point to it anymore. He is gone. He is fucking dead. It's too late for me to fucking cry.

No it was too late for that but not to late for me. I already toke my revenge, the corpses that lay in the middle of that God forsaken house proved that. I could hear distant police sirens, they were coming. I hadn't bothered to hide the evidence that lead them straight to me, but by the time they would be here it would be too late. Now there is only one thing I could do. Dam he would be pissed right now. He would be screaming at me. He would be doing everything in his power to stop me. But that's why I am here isn't it? He is fucking dead, they took him from me.

I have no reason to keep going now. My job is done.~ The letter I had finished writing lay folded next to the Harley he bought when he accidentally took my old one out with a trailer. It explained every thing, what I did,and why. ~All the loose ends, all tied up in a nice little payper. Maybe it would help them get over what they found in that house. Not that I fucking care, they can all go to hell, of course, then I would have to keep dealing with them but fuck it. ~  I took a shaky breath and saw the revolver in my hand. ~My last goal, my last mission. It all ends here. My totally fucked life ends now. All I need to do is pull the trigger.~ I look to the grey sky as I feel the cold barrel on my temple. I take my time to savior everything he was, every touch, every kiss, every fight.

I whisper my last words as if he could hear me as the gun clicks ready to fire.

" Just as I promised my dear, I remember."

Then I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger. I never even heard the gun go off. I was already gone.