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ze·nith
ˈzēnəTH/
noun
the time at which something is most powerful.

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I felt blood spilling through my clothes.

I didn't feel any pain.

G became heavy and tears were pulled out of my eyes.

"G please be alive, please don't let me go." I cried.

I pulled away from him as he fell to the floor. His gun next to his hand.

I saw blood spilling onto the concrete. I identified the bullet in his head through this soft light blown hair.

I sat down next to him. "I don't hate you for what you made. I don't hate you for how many people you killed. I hate you for leaving me alone in this fucked up place."

Why do I still love him?

I sat back on the floor, leaning onto a wall. I picked up the gun myself and held it to my head.

Who did I have left?

Click.

It didn't go off. I opened the gun up to see a small paper inside.

"The password is your birthday. I wanted to help. I couldn't deal with it anymore. I'm sorry for leaving. I'm sorry for making something dangerous. But you have to understand, I was more dangerous myself. I lived up well. I got to spend my last moments with someone I love. That's all that I've ever wanted."

I wipe away my tears with the same hoodie he gave me earlier today. I put the note in my pocket and get up. Not forcing myself to look at him. I cant see him like that.

I heard a few gunshots out the door and I slowly opened the door. No one was close. I got out and went to the right to see the safe. I tried the combination of my birthday on the pad.

I heard a click and the safe opened. I went inside to see an empty room. Besides a small green vial and the small black backpack I remember he had in this car this afternoon. I opened the bag and saw many letters inside. I picked one out on the top that layer flat. It read:

"Read this after I die"

I opened up the letter hesitantly.

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"I know you are very confused right now. And so was I. But everything went to plan and you're standing here, safe. I made these letters for you to open in different moments of your life. You'll never be able to forgive me for what I did but I know you're gonna try. It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me because I love you regardless. And I'm glad I got to tell you that."

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As tears fell off my face, I buried my face in my hoodie.

"Ace!"

I looked back at the door. I saw Delirious standing there.

"Hurry the fuck up before any of us die."

I put the letter back in and zipped up the bag. I carefully grabbed the vial and rushed to the door.

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