People die. You may think you can control when or where or how it happens, but you can't. When your number is up, your number is up, and there's nothing anyone can do about it.
"Charge!"
"It's over Jack"
I've lost patients before, seen them die on my table, under my knife.
"I'm sorry, Jack"
But I've never lost a friend. I lost Clayton at 6:32 a.m. on Thursday, the first day of November. There's not much I can tell you about that day. I don't know if he woke up that morning thinking he might die. I only know the day started much like any other day, and that he was probably thinking of her.
"Rot. In. FUCKING HELL!"
YOU ARE READING
I AM AWAKE! ♡
FanfictionPeople can be lost anywhere in the world... So tell me why do most of those people die in places you're meant to be safe in? "You're awake" Awake 2007 movie crossover with Criminal Minds
