I'm Marshall Lee Abadeer. The vampireking. I Have been Married to The Prince of the candykingdom for a long time. I Love him more than anything and I always have. To day is His funeral. About a month ago he was getting sick and the doctors told me he didn't have much time left. My Heart ached every time I looked into his old eyes.. He was 84 years old. I didn't tell him he was going to die, but he knew it.
I remeber the day he passed. I got a phone call from the doctors saying he was gonna passaway anyminute . I rushed to the hospitale with tears rolling down my face. I didn't want him to see me that way so I cleaned my face off with my sleeve. I floated up and stood in front of the hospital room door 1807. I Took a deep breath and opened the door slowly. There I saw his old pail body laying in the bed with some tubs and wires on him. I walked over to his side. His Bright violet eyes looked dark. He looks up at me. " Hello, love" He said in a weak voice. I Smiled and sat in the chair beside his bed. "Hey, How are you feeling?" I asked. " Could be better,..... My chest hurts a bit " he said weakly.
I kissed his cheek. "I'm going to die...aren't I...?" He asked looking at me. "Please don't lie to me Marshall....,am I?". A knote grew in my throat. " ....Y-yes" My voice cracked. He let out a small sigh. He moved his hand over taking mine that was holding on to the bed. He held my hand. " Marshall if You want to cry you can...You don't have to be stronge for me..". The knot in my throat grew bigger. I couldn't speack right. "N-no.. I-I will ..b-be strong." I tried to say with a smile. I leaned down and kissed his cheek and sat back up. " I love you marshall...Don't forget that.." . I broke some and some tears ran down my face.
He closed his eyes. I started to sing one of his favorit songs I sang for him. Before I knew it the heart monitor wen't off and to a long beep. He was gone My Love for all these year was died now. and there was nothing I would have done. He loved this monster for all of these years and never gave up on me. He was gone. Hes hand was cold and I still held it. I tried to keep singing but More and more tears rolled down my face and hit the bed. The doctor stood at the door way. I looked at them. " I'm so sorry.." one of the doctors told me. I held his hand for ever it seemed. Why did he have to go so fast.
Today is his funeral.... and It's time for me to say good bye....
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