"You're brother, John, he... he didn't make it. I'm sorry."
We all stood their in silence, processing what he was saying.
"Non, ça ne peut pas être." Lafayette mumbled, as tears welled in his eyes.
(Translation: "No, it can't be.")
"This has to be a joke." Hercules said, tears unwillingly falling down his face. "It's a prank. He's okay. He has to be. Tell me this is a fucking joke."
The doctor shook his head.
I stared at my shoes.
He can't be gone.
I'll never be able to talk to him again.
What would I tell him?
Then I realized what it was.
The unknown feeling that I felt for him for years. The feeling of butterflies in my stomach, the spark whenever he grabbed my hand.
I love him.
And I'll never be able to tell him.
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Unrequited Love ~Lams~
FanfictionI wish he'd look at me the way he looks at her. Tw: selfharm, abuse, suicide, swearing, etc.
