I love when I'm getting fucked up But I don't wanna die alone this way I don't wanna overdose today I don't wanna die out in L.A I don't wanna die alone this way You promised me that you would fucking stay And I just like the way you'll feel that pain I swear that Imma die alone today ---------------------- Cutting off the song I started to play, I glance over my shoulder to see a familiar bulky figure entering my room where I locked myself in to be alone. However him being skilled much more than me, he picked the lock and entered. Facing away from him, I turned my attention towards the window before me as weight behind me seem to have increased and soon enough felt warm, muscled arms being wrapped around my waist with weight being added on my right shoulder. " what did I say about locking doors?" I heard a male voice tell me against my ear. " always keep it unlocked in case of emergencies," I said, repeating his usual little rule." I only mean you good... you know that.." I heard him say as I leaned down to kiss his hands." I know.. i know.." I whispered to comfort the worried male. --------------------- Looking back at that memory made me force my lips to curve in a death-like permanent smile as I laid on a pile of red roses that surround me in the forest. This forest I grew up in kindly gave me my favorite flowers to lay on as my life slowly fades away. The figure I know for so long was running towards me, screaming my name like a total lunatic. I couldn't breathe well as the stab in my stomach was too much for me and too much blood I had lost. The figure came close as I watched him fiddling with his device and taking his medical kit out to save me. I didn't wanted to be saved. I can't be saved even if I wanted to. I wanted to lay here with the red roses that continued falling over me like snow and they started to blend in with my blood that surrounded me. He was the last thing I saw before darkness consumed me forever.All Rights Reserved