Till Death Do Us Part

Thomas Pinckney

Notes:
This story idea is not mine, I found it on Tumblr. Also, Alexander's kinda OOC.

Cover by: JuliaVeronik8

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Alexander first saw him when he was only five years old. An elder woman, named Mrs Dunya, that lived next door received a visitor, a handsome young that seemed to be in his early twenties. Alexander watched with wide eyes as the man spoke soft words to Mrs Dunya.

Her eyes blinked in surprise, her mouth opened slightly. The man smiled sadly, before gesturing his hand inside, no doubt asking if he could enter. Alexander sucked in a breath when he saw Mrs Dunya let him in with tears in her eyes.

Only a few minutes later, the man exited the house, gently shutting the door behind him. Alexander stared with wide curious eyes as he walked down the street and disappeared.

Mrs Dunya was found dead the next day. Died of natural causes it seemed. Her funeral was held soon after and as Alexander sat there with his mother and father, he couldn't help but let his thoughts drift back to the man who had visited just a day earlier.

He wondered who he was and if they would meet again.

They did, nearly fifteen years later, but not face to face. Alexander was just walking down the busy streets of New York when a man suddenly dashed out onto the street.

"Look out!" Alexander screamed but it was too late and the man was struck by a car. Everything seemed to slow down, people screamed in horror, the car stopped and the man's body tumbled down the road and to a stop.

Alexander took a step forward but froze when he saw the young man he'd seen almost fifteen years ago kneeling beside the injured. Alexander watched in silent shock as the man placed a gentle hand on the victim's shoulder, murmuring soft words.

The injured man looked up at the other, tears falling from his eyes. He stammered some words out while the young man just regarded him sadly. Alexander watched as the young man opened his mouth and kissed the injured man directly on the lips.

He choked on his own spit, face flushing. The young man deepened the kiss and Alexander looked away, face bright red. He peeked a glance back and was surprised to see the injured man's body had gone limp and the young man from before was nowhere to be seen.

Alexander frowned. What strange man.

It wasn't until a week later did Alexander hear the news of the man's death. Blood loss it seemed.

The third time Alexander saw him, he actually talked to him. He was at his college, sitting on a bench just studying for an upcoming test. He was interrupted by a scream. His eyes widened and he immediately rushed into it, wondering what the hell it was.

He came across a crowd, all staring up a building. He followed their gazes and immediately knew what was causing them distress. There was someone standing on the roof. People were shouting up at them, begging them to come down. Alexander didn't know what to do. Was this person really going to commit suicide in front of all these people?

"Poor soul."

Alexander stiffened and a shiver went down his spine at the sound of the smooth voice. He turned his head, shocked to see the young man he'd seen twice before starting up mournfully.

"It's too soon..." He muttered, eyes filled with sorrow. "Far too soon..."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Alexander asked, but was ignored.

"Death," The man said. "The fall shall kill him. Death by suicide."

As soon as the man said that, the person took the last step forward and fell to the ground. People screamed with horror, and Alexander looked away, but the sound of his body hitting the earth would forever haunt him. When he opened his eyes once more, the man was gone and the person on the ground was dead.