3:00AM 11/1/42
-RYAN-
I cried. Well, more like sobbed. I sobbed to the point of suffocation. I sobbed to where I couldn't breathe, my heart couldn't beat, and I couldn't feel anything, but I didn't need those things to feel the unbearable pain wracking through my entire being. I hit things, I threw things i destroyed things... For all I knew, my hands were broken; but that didn't matter.
I still cry for him. Everyday. I'll never be the same again, whether I wanted to be or not. He changed me for the better, but ruined me when he died. Sadly I had to accept that fact. He died. The love of my life, Ricky Olson died to save me. It was my fault. It's all my fault that Ricky's dead.
I can't handle anything anymore. I can barely walk without thinking of our height difference or some random bullshit like that. I try to think of all the good times we had but that day just continues to replay in my head, haunting me..
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"No no no no no no no please no, Ricky come on!" I sob. Tears drip down onto his now paler face. I scream. "God dammit Ricky come back!" I hit his chest harshly with my fist balled, trying to restart his heart when I know it's no use. He's simply not there anymore. My entire body gives out, I collapse. I hold his body up to mine, my entire body trembling, yearning for the adrenaline that should be pumping through my veins. Sobs wrack through my body, screaming and begging him to come back, but he doesn't.
My love is dead, once and for all.
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Just thinking of him causes tears to roll down my cheeks. I hear a knock at my door. "Come in." I can barely hear my own voice, it being so hoarse from not talking in days, but some how the person on the other side of the door manages to hear me, walking in. My jaw drops.
Allie.
"What the hell?" I ask. She chuckles. She twirls a small hand pistol around in her hand. "I thought you were dead?"
"Well guess what fuck face, that's not the case!" She cackles evilly. I begin to grow scared but I stop myself. She's gonna kill me. This is it. Maybe I'll get to see Ricky again. "Sitkowski, I've always wanted to kill you."
"Well lucky you then," I stand up, facing her once and for all. "I wouldn't mind if you did."
She grins. "Lovely. Finally we'll both benefit from our relationship." She takes her aim. She fires. I feel a sharp pain in my chest and I know I'm dying.
As the life leaves my body I realize something; There's nothing.
I've always thought that since there's so many different dimensions and ghost towns in the universe there would most definitely be a lovely or hellish afterlife for every single human being on earth- but I've come to see there isn't. At least for me, in this exact moment.
Oh, how unusual.
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AN:
Word Count: 577 words!
WELP. That's the end! If you'd like a sequel I guess I could do that, but give ideas BC idk where this story could go after this tragedy lol. Hope you guys enjoyed the ride, and thanks for reading. Have a good day/night and beware, as more adventures are to come! Xx
Signing off.
-Autumn
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Unusual || Sitkolson
FanfictionThief, murderer, and just plain trouble maker, Ryan Sitkowski, has gone years doing what he wants, the way he wants. That's only because people fear him. Ryan isn't like anybody else.. Some would say he's a bit... Strange. Now crime investigator, Ri...
