One shots based on roleplays

Luna's little tragedy - dorm 666 (M)

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This is part two to Luna's little angel. And I'm writing this while popular people are at my house.

Luna was paralyzed with a bullet lodged in her spine and bleeding out, but she still tried to call out to Ivan, her Angel, but she could only manage a meager squeak of a tragic final goodbye. The pain was tearing through her body, if she could could curl up she would, but Luna couldn't move.

Over the next few days Luna began to become dehydrated. Hallucinations started corrupt her as she began dying, vivid images of Ivan ill and in pain, she knew she had to survive if not for herself then for him.

But it was all empty words. She died, in excruciating pain, no warm words to send her off, she was cold and alone. All of her hope was pinned on the light of her life, her ray of sunshine.

She would've cried if they knew he had been sold into slavery at age six. She would've sobbed if she knew what they began to do to him at age eight. She would've wailed if she knew he accepted it at age ten.
Luckily, she died too early to be told. However, she died before she could save him.

She never knew that he accepted the name Angel.
She never knew of his job.
She never knew that he was the person to lay her to rest.
She never knew how much she meant to him.
Thats what he would've wanted, to be seen as emotionless.

Her Angel suffered, and he would deny it, because he wanted to save everyone and he couldn't.