The Awakened

Deep down I knew this day would come. The day my life would end. However, I didn't except to go like this; a bullet to the chest.

Maybe I should start from the beginning. The real beginning of my life; when I began to believe I actually mattered and that I wasn't just another worthless; when I met him.

I met him forty-eight hours ago when I was running, running for my life, all because I was selfless enough to save an innocent life. Forty-eight hours ago I met a man who had somehow managed to bury himself into my heart and a part of me loathed him for that.

Now I was going to die, die saving a man who saved me without knowing it.

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