When the clock hits three

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Alexander breathe out a shaky sigh as the judge declared guilty.

A million thoughts were racing through his head. His heart beating out of his chest. He sprinted over to John who gave him a slight, soft but re-assuring smile.

Alex felt the tears coming already.

He ran into Johns embrace.

" I'm sorry, I could have done better" his small voice muffled by Johns shirt.

" Your amazing. Don't ever forget that" John whispered holding Alex's chin up to look him in the eyes.

Alex was going to reply but he didn't have the chance as The freckled boy was forcefully hand cuffed and taken away.

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The cop threw John in a cell, clashing against the cold concrete floor.

Moments later Alex came running up to the cell, squeezing the cold metal. He had tears running out of his eyes.

" Don't cry Alex" John said cupping his husbands face through the bars.

" How on earth are you so fucking calm?!"

" How on earth do you still love me? You always want what's right. Your so pure. I probably deserve this" John mumbled the last part.

"They wont kill you. That chair won't kill you"

John just sadly smiled.

He knew what was coming.

Laurens sighed.

" Just stay safe my little linamon roll"

Yes it's spelt that way on purpose

After Alex rushed off, steps were heard approaching the cell.

" Penalty is in two weeks

I don't want to be responsible for your death mon Ami"

~ two weeks later~

The deadline was fastly approaching.

Alexander was used to sleepless nights.

But none of them were this stressful. He refused to sleep he refused to take a break until he figured it out.

He kept helplessly searching.

The day of the deadline came.

And Alex was sitting at his desk. Going through papers.

He looked at the time

John's execution was today, sharply at three. It was already 2:45

Alexander shot out of his apartment and down the stairs calling a taxi.

2:50

John's cell was opened and he was handcuffed by two officers.

One of them being Lafayette. With a frown, led John towards the chamber.

2:55

Alex was stuck in traffic. He never hated traffic more.

When he finally made it he rushed out of the taxi and up the flights of stairs.

2:58

" Laf" John said as he was getting strapped into the chair.  Lafayette shakily looked at his friend.

" Take care of Alex"

Laf quietly nodded.

" Don't feel bad Laf" John gave his friend a small smile.

Tears started to form in the Lafayette's eyes.

" Prêt?" He turned to the officer behind him who nodded.

2:59

When Alex finally made it he rushed out of the taxi and up the flight of stairs.

Alex went to the floor where it was happening.

He ran as fast as he could, tightly squeezing the file in his hand.

The room was just down the hall.

3:00

The lights flickered.

Alex tried to run more but he fell to his knees.

Lafayette came out and the file on the floor hit his foot.

One bold word stuck.

Framed







- Nat




















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