Sanity: The Saw Chronicles [C]

Chapter 68 | Goodbye Agony

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The air was warm as a breeze blew through the layers of my long dress. You could smell fresh flowers from the balconies adjacent, and baked goods from the bakery down on the stress bellow. It was gorgeous. I'd never picture paradise like this, until I came here; Paris. Now, I understand why it's the city of romance.

Ricky kept his hand around my waist securely. He leaned into me, kissing my neck slowly. "Mmh, you taste like Heaven, Baby, but," He smirked as he moved his hand down to my ass, "Look like you could give me Hell."

I snickered, "You know I can, Baby."

"Hey, lovebirds," Josh called for us from the balcony doors, "Get back in here. They're about to do the first dance."

"We're coming." Ricky responded.

"Hm, what'd you think they chose as their first song?" I wondered as we walked back in.

"Knowing Chris, probably something cheesy, but classic."

Couldn't have put it better myself. There weren't too many people here, obviously. It was a very small wedding but nonetheless, they deserved it. Even if we were all free, I doubt we'd have many more people than this here. We do all hate people, aside from each other.

Ricky and I sat down at our table to watch the newlyweds have their first dance. If anyone deserved this, it was Angelo and Chris. I don't know anyone who has a love as strong as theirs. It's survived bigoted parents, murder, prison, and the zombie apocalypse. How many other couples can say that? Most those situations, Ricky and I broke under the stress. They stayed strong and kept loving each other. I don't know how they did it.

I've never seen either of them smile as much as they were today. They were beaming with happiness. Chris kept Angelo as close to him as possible as they danced to The Cure's "Lovesong". Cheesy and classic, just like Ricky said. In a way, I guess you could describe their love that way. It's classic and unconditional. You know, when you take out the whole falling in love with a woman killer part, it's your textbook romance. The kind of love we all hope for but doubt it's really real. It couldn't be more real for them.

My ears were still fucking ringing. It started to get a little better as I opened my eyes. I feel like I got hit by a freight train. Oh, right, I pretty much did. Chris is a fucking monster when he goes after someone. I just never thought I'd be that someone. He was a beast, in the way Kuza used to be. Speaking of, that sweet face was the first I saw when I woke up.

I sat up slowly, taking a look around. They put me in the fucking hospital. That's just great. Kuza was the only one in the room. He got up from his chair in the corner and approached the side of my bed.

"Hey," He softly spoke, "How're you feeling?" Kuza reached out to my face. I flinched back a little and he soothed, "It's okay." He gently readjusted one of my dreads to be out of my eyes.

"Y-Your hands," I stammered out, feeling my throat burn like fucking Hell, "They're not shaking."

Not only were they not shaking, but they were steady as they possibly could be. He wasn't talking slowly either. Well, he was, to comfort me. It wasn't that weak slowness though that he had before. He was completely back to himself. All the damage from his aneurysm was nonexistent. I'm starting to think I woke up in a dream.

"Yeah... It just... It all came back to me, all at once. All the sudden I got this rush, and I got all my memories back. I can remember the bad things, now, but it's okay. I remember why I did them not too. And when it happened, it's like my body reset. My headaches are gone, I can keep a thought for more than five seconds, I can speak normally, and my tremors are gone."