• • •Glenn trembled under your cold touch, slips of air slung between your blood incrusted nostrils. the pain was unbearable, to the point were you couldn't feel anything, you were numb.
you tried to smile to him, letting him know you were going to be okay, but you soon felt the need to sleep, you couldn't hold it anymore. even if everyone was screaming in agony for you not to sleep, Hershel cursing at himself to stop the blood flow from the wound.
just as you smiled to Glenn once more, you fluttered your tear stained lashes around until you closed your eyes, the feeling of being alive and in control was gone.
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Gasoline: Gif Series
Fanfiction"please baby now, wash me clean, just set my heart on fire, like gasoline"