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The End Of Us
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Ongoing, First published Aug 23, 2017
"My heart swings back and forth between the need for routine and the urge to run," he says, his gaze a million miles away in another city, another state, another country, another continent or maybe another universe all together.

I sigh before asking, "You're leaving again, aren't you?"

He shifts in his seat, his fingers curling around the hot mug he holds. "I'll be back."

I shake my head, looking down into my cup of dark coffee. "I can't keep waiting on you, only existing when you come home-" but I would. We both knew I would.

"I've never asked you to wait," he replies, standing up to refill his coffee.

The kitchen is silent except for the soft sounds he makes.

"You never had too," I mumble . . .

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Hello, dear reader. My name is Jonah, and I've never been someone who's lived an exciting life. The most out-there thing I've ever done? Trying a red devil burger. Hey, it really was as hot as it sounded. Well, my life sort of hit a snag one day. I got talked into going out, went to a park late at night, and BAM - somebody killed me. It didn't stick, though, or you wouldn't be reading this. Some weird homeless-looking guy woke me up from it, claiming to be a necromancer. In exchange for him doing that for me, he makes me give him a place to stay. Now that I've got a new lease on life, I'm not about to let it slip away again. My first death would've left me with so many regrets had it been permanent, and I don't plan on letting my permanent one do that to me. Of course, things are hard at home and school. Being gay in a conservative area will do that to a guy. Finding out all the quirks about my zombiism doesn't make it easier, and then there's all the other supernatural stuff going on. Oh, and I also have to avenge my murder, after all. The killer won't stop himself.