"Everything heals. Your heart heals. The mind heals. Wounds heal."
BLUE
True to their word, they leave me alone. I lie on the couch, too tired to get up, but I don't want to sleep just yet. I turn to where my forgotten death page lies on the ground, right next to my memory book. And for once, the sight of the ink doesn't make my chest tighten and my breaths come faster. It's scary, for sure, that it happened - that those bullets hit me, and that I died. But it's also good. Because those bullets hit me, and I died. Because I was a hero.
That page, that one is really art.
I fold the paper again on its creases and slide it into the cover of my book. Then I flip to a new page, and take a charcoal pencil from where Steve has left it on the table. And I just draw.
I know that there are still pieces I'm missing, that I don't yet have the whole picture. But I think that is alright.
Because I have a little picture.
I take it out and look at it, every day.
THE END
A/N here it is, darlings. finally. I've been gone for ages, but I came back here for closure & I hope that's what this gives you. I adore these characters but this is it for them, thanks for reading. love you all 💕
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