**Language Warning, Curse Words Ahead**
You watched him as he paced, his shoes clicking slightly on the hardwood floors. His long black hair was tied back into a ponytail. He had a long coat, so black you thought they you could fall right in. He wasn't dressed like normal. He was much more dated in his attire. For some reason, it reminded you of the pictures of Benjamin Franklin you've seen in school. He stopped and looked at you. "Hey, you." You whispered, hoping that you could calm him down. "You don't understand, do you?" He said, shaking his head, almost violently. His voice was husked with anger. "We can't and shouldn't be together, probably not even anywhere near each other." Fire shot through your veins, making your blood boil. Your mouth filled with words you needed to say, almost like vile rising in your throat. "No." You growled through clenched teeth. "I will not accept it. We have been together this long. Why does it have to be now? How about we do this, oh, I don't know, never?" He looked at you, his blue eyes filled with rage. "I'm trying to save your FUCKING life! You can't be with me! I. AM. FUCKING. DEATH! If I make one wrong move and we touch, skin to skin, I will kill you. You will die and there won't be a damn thing I can do about it." He whipped back around, his back facing you. You raced from the spot you were standing and snatched his arm to make him face you. "I don't care! I just want YOU!" With that, your hands flew up and grabbed his face. Your lips collided with his before he could protest.
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The Love of Death
RomanceYou wake up in a burning car, stuck in the passenger seat. Your best friend is dead and there's no one around to save you. You know you're doomed and start to prepare for the worst, until Death arrives.
