Kiss of Death: Love or Life

I never thought this would be my fate. I never thought, I, Eloise Jane Higgins would be dead.
I know, we all die. However, I would never have expected to die so young. Not like this.

I don't remember everything, but I remember snippets. Almost like clips from a movie.

I can hear beeping, screaming, crying, but I can't see anything. My eyes are shut closed, and I can't seem to open them, they feel heavy, as though someone has replaced the thin skin over my eyes, with cement. My body feels empty, like all the life has been sucked out of it, the only parts I feel are full of pain. I feel a jolt of something that shocks me out of my thoughts, and for one split second my eyes open just enough to see my mother standing at the foot of a bed, her eyes are sunken into her sockets and she looks as dead as I feel. And then, silence.
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I watched him as he laid there, his breathing causing his chiseled chest to raise up and down.

'I have to do this' I thought to myself

I walked over towards the sleeping boy who has stolen everything from me, and not just my life, but my heart too.

I leaned over his sleeping body, and stroked his soft dark blonde hair, I stared down at his plump pink lips, and as I leaned closer and closer I could feel something come over me.

Pain, hearwnnching pain. A single tear fell from my eye onto his cheek. And I watched as his eyes fluttered open as I collapsed onto the floor beside his bed.

"I can't do it" I cried

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