Two (Anne's POV)

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It has been five weeks of complete silence between me and Parr. I've just cried in my room as Parr delivered me my meals which were mostly precooked chicken and noodles.

I just want to die. Really. I can't stand it anymore. I'm sorry that you are always the survivor, Parr. But I miss everyone.

I miss my cousin Kitty and her singing.
I miss Jane and her amazing cooking.
I miss Anna and her cockiness.
I miss Aragon and her annoying scolding.

I'm sorry, Parr but I can't continue this pain...

I open my dresser and take out my gun.

I'm so sorry to leave you on this miserable place, Parr. But I'm so sick of the pain.

I lift the gun to my head. I feel tears come down my face.

I'm so sorry, Parr.

Six...

I'll see you soon, Seymour.

Five...

I'm coming soon, Kitty!

Four...

I promise you Aragon, that I didn't touch your bible.

Three...

Anna, Admit it, Your afraid of being poor, Aren't you?

Two...

Sorry, Parr but now it's going to become...

One.

The world went black.


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