18. Our Final Moments

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- Marcel's POV -

"You didn't do anything, you're perfect, it'll be okay... I promise." She doesn't know that someone's coming to help her. After these past days she's been acting so different, it's as if what happened to her when she was taken has affected her now. I wonder if that was the same with Nikita at the start... 

"I know you called someone... People are coming for me... Aren't they?"

"No it's no-"

"AREN'T THEY!" She screams, her whole body twitching. 

"Yes..." Her body falls to the ground like a puppet without a puppeteer. She looks up at me, her makeup draining from her eyes and cheeks, it looks like all the life has left her body. 

"Fuck you..." she whispers, her head hanging down. We sit there in silence, there's nothing to say. I love her, I do, but I don't know what to do. I remember the first time I met her through friends, we laughed, joked, it was one of the most memorable days I'll have. And now we're here. Now I'm going to lose her... I stand up, towering over, she glances up. I put my hand out to her, giving my best smile. She chuckles, taking my hand. She stands up, I lead her to the bed and lie her down, I lie down just behind her, wrapping my arms around her. "I'm going to miss..." she sobs, her body slightly jolting from her hiccups and quick breathing.

"I'll miss you more," I say, now I'm crying. I run my fingers through her hair, through all this trouble it's still soft. 

"I'll miss you most..." She will. I don't know what's going to happen to her after this, where she'll go, what she'll do. All I know is that I'm losing my girl, the girl who I fell in love with through a headset and mic.  

A short time later she falls asleep, this'll be the last time that I'll hear her calm, soft breaths. I'm still awake, I'm waiting for Craig and someone from the hospital to come in. And as I think that, they do. Quietly the door opens, sneaking inside is a lady from the hospital, a case in her hand full of first aid tools. She pulls out a needle, whispering to me,

"This'll put her to sleep for a while, only until we take care of her." They inject the syrum into her leg which knocks her out, she's out of pain... For now. "The ambulance is downstairs, if you boys can help me take her down that would be gladly appreciated." And so we do, we help carry (y/n) downstairs and into the back of the ambulance. They drive (y/n) to the emergency room seeing as though she needed stictches.  

As the ambulance drives off Mini puts his arms around my shoulder, gently shaking me. 

"It'll be fine, you did what you needed to do. There's nothing more you could have done." I know Craig is trying to cheer me up, but at the moment, I just want to be left alone. 

The drive back to my house is quiet, I don't bother with music, I just sit there. I pull into my driveway, just sitting in the car for a couple minutes, still quiet. Did I do the right thing...? I don't know... As I get out of the car I drag myself to the front door, opening the door and falling onto the couch. I start crying, I've broken my whole life in half, and broken two hearts in one day. I can't bare to imagine how Johnathon feels. 

- 3rd Persons POV - 

It's been years now, Marcel hasn't found anyone else to call his own, every time he tries it brings back heart breaking memories. 

(Y/n) has gone under serious psychological studies, they've managed to sort her out and 'fix' her from her past problems. And there's really nothing else to say. Marcel and (y/n) never saw each other again, Marcel went on to making YouTube videos as well as (y/n). 

I would say they lived happily ever after, but that would be a lie. So all I'll say, is goodbye.   

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