The sound of dirt hitting a coffin is not something I'll forget soon. I can hear it now, years after she was buried. "She" was my best friend. Her name was Ebony. She was always there for me when I needed her. But the one time I wasn't there for her, I lost her. She committed suicide. I was there for her in the time she needed me most.
Because I was off with my Boyfriend, doing our job.
Saving the world from the supernatural.
"I should have been there for her, Shadow,"
"Crimson, you couldn't. You were off saving the world,"
"How the hell am I supposed to do that when I couldn't even save my best friend?!"
Shadow embraced me as my sanity broke and hysteria took over.
"I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THERE FOR HER!"
He clutched my head to his chest, as sobs wracked through mine.
"IT'S BEEN A FREAKING YEAR SINCE I LOST HER. Shadow- I can't do this anymore. Not without her..."
"She would have wanted you to continue, to save the world that she left behind,"
"I knew she needed me, but I left anyway. If I didn't leave, she would still be here..."
"Crimson..."
"What?" I looked up into his gaze, his chocolate brown eyes widened in shock.
"HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT, SHADOW?"
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Supernatural Takeover
RomanceWhat happens when the Celtic witch of evil- Carman- wants to ruin you and your partner's lives? And your dead best friend is in on her plans? Find out in Supernatural Takeover, A Romantic horror about a woman, her boyfriend and her best friend when...
