The room is dark and the storm and the rain are heard louder as the window is opened. Kristian enters the bathroom, holding a towel in his hand. He breathes deeply and gets close to the bathtub, while a light wind is felt in the room,due to the opened window. He touches the tap, attempting to open it and then he imagines that he sees Cece, standing in the bathtub, having the wound with fresh blood on her arm, and he walks back slowly, terrified.
Kristian's imagination
Cece(says calmly, looking straight into his eyes):Are you really going to have a bath into this bathtub, Kris? Into the bathtub that I died in? Into the bathtub where I was laying, almost dead, asking desperately for help? And you did nothing about it. You let me die. I thought you cared about me. I thought you were different than the people thatI had met before. But no, you're just the same. You didn't care about me. I was dying and you did nothing about it. You didn't even say anything. You were just starring at me, crying. But your tears didn't save me. I died anyway. And now you want to have a bath into this bathtub?! How cruel can you be, Kris? How heartless can you be? The water full of my blood was here, three days ago. Are you going to put new, clean water in it just to wash off every little peace of me? Are you going to forget about me so easily? Or...have you forgotten already?....
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The lightning is seen from outside, making the room lighter and Kristian still thinks that he sees Cece in the bathtub, so he leaves the bathroom quickly, shaking.
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Life after Death
FanfictionLife is definitely not easy...but how complicated can it be?... •This story is NOT real! 🚫 A Kristian Kostov fanfiction Warning: it contains horror scenes, and mild sexual scenes. Don't read it if you can't understand that it is just a fanfiction.
