Bombs on Monday Morning

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Pinkie promise, I'll still love your garden, even with no flowers

You ran as fast as you could from the smoke and rubble of the raging fire behind you, constantly looking back at the brown haired man holding your hand and trailing behind.

Doctor's orders, don't be broken hearted. Time will still be ours.

You feel a sharp pain on your shoulder and you hear Mark scream behind you "(Y/N)!!"

"Don't worry about me!!" You yell back. "You're more important!" You try to push Mark closer to the exit of the building that held you both inside so he can get out.

I never thought that something, something so tragic could ever happen

You push Mark out the door and run out along with him. You trip and fall on a fallen piece of linoleum that came off of the building, causing a giant gouge in your arm to from the fall. Mark lifts you over his shoulder and keeps running as fast as possible to shelter.

To our peaceful little perfect family

Mark takes you under an already fallen building as you both brace yourselves for impact.

Bombs are Falling

You both hear a loud explosion and our shower in soot and rocks.

Monday Morning

You pull Mark into a hug, since you don't know how long you have to live.


A/N: I would finish this, but I'm a lazy ass bitch and I don't feel like finishing it. So yeah. Fun. 

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