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Its my fault.. I'm sorry... - {Krii7y}

"Ours shall continue on! We won't stop, we won't give up, we won't stop the burning passion, love and everything we have for each other! Nobody can break us apart!" He beamed.

"We fight our demons together! We are a team and with our friends we are even stronger than just two! Together we will all fight our way into this world, any obstacle gets in our way, we will get over it together!" 

He held the hand of the brunette, squeezing it lightly within his own grasp.

Then it happened..

A sound that worried John.
A sound that doctors had expected...

John was terrified, he wasn't sure on what was happening.. he looked around frantically needing answers..

"He's flatlining!"

Flatlining...

John kept a tight grip on the hand that slowly went cold.. tears dripped down his face at an unsteady pace, landing everywhere, even on the cold hand he held in his warm hand..

The sound played its horrible melody, the melody played throughout the room, muffling any other sound that tried to overpower it..

Everything around John became a blur, he watched doctors and nurses move around him unsteadily fast, it made him dizzy.

He wasn't aware of the person talking to him, wasn't aware that Jaren slowly drifted away from him as he was led out of the room, his hand became cold, missing the feeling of his counterparts.

Johns POV

~•Two Months later•~

I couldn't hear anything anymore, only thing I could was... the sound.. that dreaded fucking sound fading in and out.. It still played the melody in my mind.. And his words.. the last words he spoke to me before he... he jumped...

"Goodbye John"

I couldn't feel anything... it was cold, my soul was dead, my heart broken beyond repair..

Tears flowed like a river down my swollen cheeks, I cried for hours..

Maybe days
Maybe weeks
Maybe months?
Maybe years?

Time slipped away just like he had.

God if you fucking.. if you exist please hear my prayers!

Return him to me.. please! I'm sorry I fucked up! Please let me have him in my arms again, I promise I won't fuck up..

I.. I can't go on without him...

I'm losing the battle..
I'm so tired of fighting alone..

I'm so..

...so tired of trying to move on..
...I can't live without him...

I stood in the very place he had.. on the very cliff he had jumped from.. watching the same waves crash against the rocks and stoney beach below, I saw his body fall into the water so many times, watched how he hit the water with a loud, yet muted sound.. then the water went back to its normal stance.. engulfing his body and pulling him under...

I cut off all contact with everyone, I noticed I had missed calls from the hospital but paid them no mind, I didn't care.. only thing I cared about was ripped from me, it was my fault.

I took a few steps back.

Was I going to do this?

I closed my eyes.

Maybe I should think this over?

I breathed in.

Maybe I should see about getting a therapist?

I breathed out.

I should thank my friends for the memories..

I opened my eyes, revealing the world around me once again. I took the beauty of it in, it would be my last memory before I fall down into the water below...

My fate was set.. I just needed to reach out and grasp it.. grasp the hand of Death.

Let him pull me into the warm but cold embrace, let that coldness seep into every crevice on my body..

Let that coldness overwhelm everything I once knew and loved..

Let-

"John..?"

My eyes widened at the sudden sound of a voice, I turned and saw two people, my eyes landed on the taller figure and then... My breathing hitched and got caught in my lungs, I stepped further away from the edge not believing what I was seeing.. my hands covered my mouth, stifling any noise that dared to leave.. I couldn't wrap my mind around it..

Did I die?

No.. this is a dream? Right? Or is this actually reality?

Memories painfully flooded my mind at once, I fell to my knees, tears streamed down my face, hands falling from my face as they dropped to my side.

The sobbing made itself known as I broke down before the two figures, was I really dead..? I heard that sound.. After I was ushered out the room I left the hospital.. but... I saw Fitz standing there with.. I couldn't tell..

I couldn't tell if it really was...