Assassin x Reader

Connor x Reader {4}

Title: Love Never Dies
Pairing: Connor x Reader
Rating: PG-13
Summary: "Sick of crying,tired of trying. Yes,I'm smiling but in the inside I'm dying."
Author/Authoress: Nuts

(A/N): This is related to the Connor x Reader {3} one shot;Love Hurts. If you haven't read it yet,please do so. You will not understand anything written here if you haven't read Love Hurts yet. This is a request from MystiqueBlue _08. :) Enjoy!

WARNING: This may be short,but a little emotional. But enjoy! :)

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"The death of a loved one awakes the death inside of us." -Sandra Chami Kassis

The past few days have been hard for him,people worrying about his slightly careless actions and his unstable emotions. Stephane and Norris would come and visit him,and pay also a visit on the grave whenever they can,bringing the favorite flowers and talk to the planted stone object in a very long time. They talk to it about how their day is going,asking questions about some things and talk about Connor's condition and how much they are worried for him. There are dark bags under his eyes and wrinkles on his forehead,making him look as sober as ever. He would either nod,shake his head,answer questions or would just walk away. Connor has shown a side that people never expected he would have,deeming the fact that he is an Assassin who helps people and is always happy to help them in every way. But now,that strong,powerful,and dominating Assassin has became an emotionless wreck. He isn't healthy as usual,and his friends tried their best to give him the support he needs as he moves on.

He isn't functioning normally,like he was supposed to be,and it made his friends worry about his breaking stability. He would usually laugh at Norris' bickering at Stephane and his clumsiness,but now he seemed like an emotionless rock. Norris and Stephane always whisper at each other and look at Connor's slightly pale features. He hasn't had a wink of sleep ever since it happened. He would always stare at the wall and the pictures,also caressing the sheets of his bed until dawn arrives. His eyes were always puffy in the mornings,his fists bleeding and plagued with blisters at night. This process goes on and on,and everyone became very concerned for him.

Now,in a normal rainy morning,he just went up to the stone grave and brought the favorite flowers of the one on te grave. He was dressed in his wrinkled white tunic,brown pants and boots,his hair disheveled and looked like a slight mess. But he didn't care.

He kneeled down and set the flowers in from of the stone object,gliding his fingers on the inscribed name of his loved one. Dull brown eyes becoming glassy,staring at the name of his beloved angel.

'Here in this grave lies (F/N) (L/N),a dear Sister of the Brotherhood,an outstanding woman and the cherished love one of Connor Kenway.'

Ever since her death has occured,Connor would find himself crying only just by remembering (F/N)'s beautiful smile and her shining (e/c) eyes. He remembers himself always caressing her smooth,silky (h/c) tresses and she would always laugh if he had done something very funny for her. He remember her fingers entwining with hers and her soft,plump lips curling into a heavenly smile that made his heart melt and his usual stern look soften. She was a perfect girl in his dreams,someome whom he couldn't forget and ignore. She always sent himself over the edge,just by being herself. She made him complete,like a puzzle piece that he longs to be with. Everyday he tried to survive without her being there for him,but he seemed to failed because she is already a big part of him. Most importantly,she just stole his heart,and carried it along with her on her grave.

He became lost without her. He became a stranger who have completely lost his senses. He became an empty person and a person without a reason for exisiting at all. All because of her gone.