I can't find out if that's the truth. She'll still have her chance to hate me.. But I can't bare to see it.. That look of disgust upon her lovely face..
"I Love you." he whispered, running his fingers along her face. "But I can't bare to lose you again. I'm sorry.." his arm reaching over to the nightstand, grabbing all the bottles he had been stacking up specifically for this night and disappearing down the stair. Blending everything up with the liquor, he brought the cup upstairs.
"Forgive me for lying to you.. I didn't want you to witness this if I feel any pain. I don't want you to try and save me.. I just want you to remember me in a good way. The way that we wanted to remember each other."
Taking the cup of death into his hand, he soon downed it. The poison slipping down his throat and causing his body to react within minutes.
"Don't leave me!"
Jiu's voice echoing in his head from that night. Yet this time, it seemed as if those words were meant for him. Reaching over to her, he admired her facial features one last time.
I know I promised I'd never leave you..
I'm sorry I lied..
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The Quiet Sin
General Fiction"It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams." ~ Gabriel García Márquez Growing old is the mind of the damned, and the damned one is 'me'. The world doesn't want me this way...
