Part 3 | Chapter 1: Aftermath

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I continued to walk away. I fought back everything I wanted to say. It wasn't his fault that Dark took over.

Deep breaths Y/N, we need to see Yance now.

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I made my way through the elevator. Yancy was on the 4th floor, room 4.287.

I told the office lady my name and slowly made my way.

"Yance?" I walked in the room and held his hand in my own

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"Yance?" I walked in the room and held his hand in my own.

"Still not awake huh? Well.......let me tell you about my day."

"This morning, I had (fav. Breakfast) with some (juice). I went to work for a couple of hours. Hanged around with some new friends I made, and got back in touch with (best friend). We went to the cafe and had some coffe and sandwiches. I went to check on Mark. He finally woke up, and seemed to have lost some of his memories. I had to tell him goodbye and goodluck."

I played with his hair and placed my head on his chest.

Ba bump.
...

Ba bump.
...

Ba bump.
...

Out of curiosity, I went to get his T-shirt and unfolded the sides.

A small lighter fell out.

It was crimson red with gold corners. A dragon's head was in front of it, along with a quote on the sides:

"It's never too late to relieve the pain you bestowed on a loved one."

I folded the lighter back in the sleeve. I had no use for it.

I sat down on the arm chair next to the hospital bed and looked at the T.V.

Static.

"Yancy, when you wake up, I'll be the first face you see."

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Yancy's P.O.V.

Iz was pitch black after that incident.

Iz was also cold.

I was alone in the void.

No one to hold my hand nows.

I keep having a dream tho....

It was a field was daizys and the sun was warm to the touch.

I wazn' in a prison uniform, I was in a leather jacket and sum jeans.

I went to my pocket and found a picture of-

To be continued

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