Today was the day. The day they would give the three they lost a proper burial. Everyone got paired slowly. None of them really wanted to go. Not to be rude, it's just what they've been through. They didn't think they could handle it. It was noon when everyone came out of there rooms. Brendon and Dallon walked hand in hand, silently. Brendon had his head rested on Dallon's shoulder, it was a challenge just to move. Brendon's hair was sloppy as they had a matching pair of bags under his eyes, almost as dark as his hair. He was dressed in black everything and had a black blazer over it. Dallon eyes didn't seem as bright as they used too. His hair was styled to cover one of his eyes. The couple were trying. Trying to make it through this. As long as they had each other they believed they could do it.
As the long line exit the building the sun shined down on them. They were all heading towards the edge of the woods, the place Brendon picked to leave the three off. The walk was a blur to Danielle, to anyone really. But she suffered the worst when Brendon started talking. He talked about how the three we're all important to him. How they changed his life and they will be missed. But Danielle couldn't hear much as she started to run. She couldn't take it. She couldn't handle knowing that she was the reason for their deaths. She couldn't handle knowing that she did this to her brother.
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The Fallen
FantasyAngels and Demons are known to most. But most people forget about the ones that are rejected by God or escape Hell. The Fallen. Brendon takes the fallen in even if they disagree. It all changed when Danielle fell. Brendon connected with her, he wil...
