last breath
phrase of breath
1. the last moment of one's life
(often used hyperbolically; death)
he promised he would love her till her last breath, who could predict how short their relationship would be?
Mikey I sighed as I sat alone in my room. "you okay?" Bryce stood in my doorway. "just bored, Kal hasn't answered me." "let's go get pizza, and we can bring her a slice." he suggested. I nodded grabbing a sweatshirt, and following him out to the car. I stared out the window at the sun, shining over the ocean. "I'll be right back." he ran inside to get the pizza. Wifers😍💍; sorry just woke up, wyd babes💚🌎; getting pizza than omw Wifers😍💍; this is why I'm marrying you babes💚🌎; bryces idea wifers😍💍; I'm marrying the wrong friend😂 babes💚🌎; I feel loved babe wifers😍💍; anytime boo😘💚
Bryce hopped back in the car, putting the pizza on my lap.
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"cats outta the bag." I laughed. "had to happen sometime." we pulled into her drive way. I ran inside, leaving Bryce outside. "I come bearing gifts." I sang through the halls. I heard light sobbing behind the door. "babe?" my heart dropped at the sight in front of me.
Kaleb my arms draped over the sides of the sink, I was constantly throwing my head back to keep my long hair out of the way. I coughed, praying this was the last time. blood spat across the mirror. I froze as the door opened. Mikey stood there, unsure of how to react. Bryce was soon standing behind him. "what happened?" Bryce asked eagerly. Mikey rushed to my side, beginning to clean me up. I pulled my hair into a messy bun, quietly walking to my bed. I kept a garbage close by, hoping not to stain another comforter with my blood. Bryce sat next to me, rubbing my back. "this happens alot doesn't it?" He whispered. I nodded. "you gotta tell him." "no!" I hissed. I pulled the garbage to my stomach, throwing up again. "kallie." Mikeys soft voice greeted me. I shook my head, not making eye contact. because if I do, the tears will start falling. "you need to talk about it, we're here for you." Bryce cooed. I wanted to talk about it. damn it. I wanted to yell. I wanted to scream. I wanted to shout about it. but all I could do was whisper. "I'm fine."
