My Little Black Swan- A Chris Motionless Fan-fiction

Old and New Friends

-Chris's POV-

I stood soaking up the emotions as I looked down at Madelyn's grave,
I headed down the foot path when I saw someone glancing at me from the other end of the cemetery.
I squinted my eyes to try and make out, then I realised who, I'd know that face anywhere.
Those eyes, they had imprinted in my heart years ago yet I never thought I'd see them again.
"H-Hannah" my breathe hitched,
"Good day Christopher" she said, her monotone voice never changed,
Her pale skin glowed, her light blonde hair fell last her shoulders, her eyes were large that started right into you.
Her frame was still fragile like the day I first met her at that asylum.
That prison, that place we all called hell.
"You made it out" I smiled,
"Yeah I- I guess I did" she said looking around,
"How?"
"I took your advise, I dreamed big and got better, they let me out three years ago" the shy eighteen year old said.
"God Hannah I'm so happy for you" I said giving her a warm embrace.
My warm body against her cold one contrasted.

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We both sat across from each other in a run down coffee shop, staring into our mugs in silence until I broke the silence.
"What are you doing for a living"
She stared out of the window, her large eyes scanning every little thing around her like she had never seen anything like this before.
"I second a year living, exploring the world, I had no family so why should I stay in the same area,"
"Where did you go?"
"India, China, Russia, Europe" she nodded,
"I work at a record store, and night shift at a gas station, I also like writing poems" she nodded looking back at me,
"Working hard then huh"
"You can say that, what about you, I haven't seen you since you and your daughter left, how is she"
"Who?" I said getting distracted,
"Your daughter"
"Sh-she passed away just before Christmas"
There was a silence,
Hannah put down her mug, looking over at me, sympathy coated her glare.
"May I ask how she died" she said quietly,
I took a gulp of air, "lung cancer, she died the night of her dance performance, right in front of me" I shook my head.
A couple of tear drops landed in my coffee.
I felt a cold hand take my hand in theirs,
"I know the words I'm sorry for your loss won't fix the way you are feeling Chris, I've watched death like a shadow"
"I just- don't know what to do with myself anymore" I said wiping my tears,
"Weather you believe in heaven or hell or not, what would you do if she was watching you now"
I gave her a strange look,
"What are you saying"
"Your daughter has faced many hardships in her life yes?"
"Too many to count" I sighed,
"So tell me, have they all resolved?"
"I'm no man for wanting revenge"
"Not revenge, I'm talking about getting something negative and turning it into something good"
I thought about what she just said,
"Don't you think it would put your daughter at rest more if you carried on?"
I let out a small smile,
"Yeah i- I guess your right,"
Hannah smiled a little,
"But where do I start"
"That hospital, just because we are not apart of it any more doesn't mean people are still going through hell in that place"
I grinned,
"I have a man, back at the station, his same is Carl, he helped me take down that guy that raped my girls"
"Thankyou Hannah, and your welcome to drop by any time," I said giving her a hug good bye
I left at that.

I lay on the sofa, Chinese food scattered everywhere, almost half asleep while watching the haunted mansion.
I heard some harsh knocks on the door,
I ground and got off the couch and opened up to a delivery man,
" I gotta a delivery here for you sir" he smiled holding up what looked like a dog kennel,
I frowned, "sorry I think you got the wrong house"
"Your Chris Cerulli right?"
"Yes"
"Then yes, this is for you, probably a late Christmas present or something" he smiled,
I signed the papers and brung the box inside with some dog food,
I saw a note attached to the kennel,
I recon dosed the handwriting and covered my mouth with my hand letting tears fall,
I turned the tv off and read out the letter,

Dear Dad,
We've know for quite a while now that my illness has now gotten to the both of us, so by the time you read this, I will be gone. I had an offer to go through with the surgery the night of the dance performance but I declined cause I knew I wasn't gonna pull through. I was weak dad, I'm sorry my body wasn't strong enough to spend atleast Christmas with you, atleast I knew it would have been my last one.
From the day you took me in you made sure that I had a home, and that I was loved, I never through that was possible before. I'm sorry I have to leave you daddy, I don't want to go either so I made sure that you weren't alone.
This is Olly, he is damaged and was a used but is looking to be loved, just like me dad, he is a good companion and he is my gift to you.
So you can make even more memories while I'm gone.
I love you dad.
Madelyn
x

I let the tears flood down my face as I opened the small cage,
A small three legged sausage dog hobbled out and looked at me, tongue hanging, his ears floppy and his little tail wagging,
I smiled and bring the little thing into my arm and kissing the top of his head.
"Hello olly, don't worry I'll take care of you" I smiled.

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That night Chris never slept alone, he had his little companion by his side,
Olly curled up, fast asleep right next to Chris,
Chris never slept so content in months,
The sun rose and the dog was in his face, waking him up with a smile, he licked his face and ran a 360* around the room.
Chris chuckled,
"I guess it's just me and you buddy"

Hey guys hope your all okay, today has been pretty shit I've had no motivation whatsoever so I have been feeling pretty down all day.
Anyways, I have written this so I hope you,like it,
Again this is not the end, I will tell you in advance when the end chapter will be so prepare your self.
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Seeya
Gem
Xxx