No Choice

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My breath too heavy, my legs to faultered, how was I supposed to save him? He was bleeding out on the cement on the high rooftops, barely alive. I did the only thing I could. "Charlie?" I spoke. "I don't have time to explain, Alastor is bleeding out on the rooftop of some building." "Omg, I'm coming I was worried for a reason!" She said with her STUPID cheery, over the top voice. I hung up almost breaking the phone. Why did he do that? He could of asked instead of killing 70 monster then his FUCKING self! For who, ME! I feel so godamn helpless I might as well not be there. This explains it all, the torn overcoat, the bloody mirror, ripped bedsheets. This is completely my fault, if I would have told him my feelings none of this would be happening! "I'm here, where is he?" "There." I state with a cold tone, he was going to die. I had no faith, they were too late for him. "He is still breathing!" She squeaked. Inside my heart I was getting happy, but it was shutdown from my brain. Why are you getting happy, he's gonna die. Don't make it worse. Charlie stopped the bleeding and bandaged up the wound. Maybe there is hope? "Were losing him, shit!" What how? How! "Okay, he's very hurt and I think he's fallen into a deep coma. Of which... he might not wake up." 

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