His Soft Honey Lips

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"Ah, the perfect spot" he whispers

*slash*

*bang* *bang* *bang*

It was too late for you. It was done. You, you were done. Sticking out of your throat, the pocket knife. The blood gushed out from every which way, first your mouth, then your nose and finally your ears, and everything went quiet.

Everything is so green. Your laying on the grassy field, as the pointy greens poke your skin. You can hear birds chirping, and squirrels in the bushes. But most importantly you see the clouds, calmly in the sky, just floating. Everything was peaceful, calm. And then you see Aaron, running and swerving between trees towards you. Trying to move, its impossible. Looking at the grass you see handcuffs, stuck into the ground, holding you in place. The you see the blood, pooling around your neck.

"(Y/n) stay with me!! You hear me?! Stay with me!" Aaron shouts "hold on, their almost here"

Gasping for air, You were out of the forest now, with someone standing over you. Aaron. His face wet with tears, and sobs escaping his lips every 5 seconds or so.

Who was almost here? You wanted to ask, but the blood in your mouth was to thick for you to form words. You start to swallow, choking on the large amount of blood, which caused blood to go flying. But you managed to clear your mouth just enough to get some words in

"Aar-" you cough out

"Dont try to talk" he whispers "WHERE THE HELL ARE MY MEDICS" he screams crying

"A-- Aar-. I'm So sorry" you cry

"No, (y/n) dont do that, your not dying. I will Not let you die!"

"Aaron, I ha- have a knife I-in my throat, I dont Th-think I could b-be any more screwed" you choke out

You relize your hands are free. You go to move your head, but then a rod of pain shoots through your entire body. You throw your blood covered hand up and onto Aaron's shirt, gripping his arm tightly.

"(Y/n), I'm so sorry for everything I did" he crys "and I'm Soo sorry I hurt you the way I did"

Your bruised, and near beaten to death body lays there on the table, ready for what's about to come. But theres 2 different ways this could go.

1. You could just die
2. Morphine. Morphine sounds really nice right now to you

And that's all it took. Your grip on Aaron shirt loosened, and after seconds, fell with a dull thud onto the plastic covered table below you.

The last thing you remember is feeling Aaron's large hands on your face, and his soft, honey lips planted on your forehead

Before the world goes black.

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