The Sin

Goodbye

*Trigger Warning-Chapter contains the subject of 'suicide'. Reader's discretion is advised. Thank you🌹.*

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"Lily, wake up!" Dan cried.

He sobbed in despair still holding her to himself.

"Please, " he whispered.

"I can't go on without you, there's no point going on without you."

"Please, come back to me. You promised, " he whispered.

"Dan!" Philip ran to him, eyes wide with shock.

He paused a little as he walked dazed towards Dan.

"I-Is that?"

"Lily, " Dan buried his face in her neck.

The Ambulances arrived and reporters were quickly flooding the scene.

"Dan, you have to let her go, they have to take her, " Philip said, his voice thick with emotion.

Dan tightened his hold around her.

He shook his head.

"I'm never letting her go, "

Two of the health officers stared at Dan with pity in their eyes.

Philip knelt beside him. His heart clenched when he saw her face.

He swallowed and signalled the two health officers.

"Dan, please, " Philip placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"She's gone, Dan, " Philip whispered, his eyes watering.

"No, "

Even as they pried Lily from his clutches, he still didn't want to let go.

Dan stood and stared as they placed her in a body bag.

His hands shook.

They placed her on the metal stretcher.

Dan felt like he was observing everything happen outside his own body. Like he was there and wasn't at the same time.

One second, they were in her apartment making up and the next, she was being placed in a body bag.

How things happen unexpectedly.

Dan took a few steps towards her, still not quite believing they were taking her away from him.

"Dan, " Philip held him back.

But he didn't stop.

"Dan, stop."

What did it for him, was when they finally sipped up the body bag.

Dan quickened his step.

"Dan, wait. Stop!"

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Nothingness...darkness...perdition...pain...nostalgia...heartbreak...heart clench...

Rowing, smiling, forest-green eyes, billion-dollar smile...

Bondage...repression...nostalgia...staleness...pain...ambiguity...

Lily.

The love of my life, my heartbeat, my everything...
My pain, my bane, my weakness, my insanity, my sanity.
My stamina.

I'd lost all of these things, I've lost her.

My reason for fighting, for breathing, for holding on, for enduring...