Terrible Things

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Terrible Things

It was almost two AM when I woke up, Blue wasn't there.

I heard the sniffing, Blue wasn't one to cry. I thought that maybe, just maybe I was hearing things. Sadly I just wasn't, the crying was Blue.

Why, my dearest Angel? Why were tears ruining you face? Your ol' so beautiful face. Dearest, please tell me...

“Blue?”

Why, Blue why. Why were you standing on the roof, walking as if you didn't know what was below us.

The end

That was below us, my Angel - that would've been the end of you, if I didn't reach out and take you hand that night.

You took my hand with a smile and allowed for me to hold you.

You let me hold you and that time I thought it would be the last hug you even gave me.

It wasn't.

Blue...

I was worried, why was this happening. I prayed for her since the day I met her and now I did it whenever I thought of her.

I held her close, she cried and broke down. Yet, never saying why she was crying.

I didn't fall asleep until she rested for at least five hours.

As Blue fell asleep I called her grandmother. Her grandmother knew her but the news she told me. Shocked me to the core.

“Are you serious? No, just stop. She's healthy, she's fine!” I told her, almost yelling though the phone.

“We all thought that too, my boy.” I hung up. She was lying.

That's what I thought at least.

She said boy can i tell you a terrible thing, it seems that i'm sick and I only got weeks, please don't be sad now i really believe. You were the greatest thing that ever happen to me.

“Angel, you are so close yet so far away. Why? Why must you try your hardest to be something you're not - like to be happy, something you're not. Angel, can you hear my voice? Tell me you're listening... ”

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