~Y'alls POV~
I sat in the chair, staring at the bed.
A rhythmic beat went on in the background.
His heart.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
I breathe with his heart.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Time seems to slide by, the cruel mistress.
In.
Out.
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Out.
Mom touches my shoulder; I shrug her off. They talk, but I do not hear; I only hear my breathing, his heart, my heart.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Someone says I should sleep.
I can't.
I must watch vigil over him.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
I am standing by his bed, brushing his hair from his eyes.
I am leaning away, lips tingling from the rough-smooth of his lips.
In.
Out.
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Out.
Stubble seems to appear with no warning.
I brush my hand along it, the prickly feeling reminding me that he was still alive.
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Out.
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Out.
My stomach becomes a monster, clawing my insides.
I eat, but never leave his room.
In.
Out.
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Out.
Everything is blue-black; love is a cruel temptress.
In.
Out.
In.
{{bye my squips and bye yall}}
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Fanfiction(Y/N) has no friends. Music is her friend. No, no, she has a normal life. Only moved once, people don't bully her, but, she isn't noticed often either. (Y/N) is a social awkward bean, and usually can't find anything in common with others. Hence, th...
