๐“๐‡๐„ ๐€๐–๐€๐Š๐„๐๐ˆ๐๐† โ€ข|...

By AngelicCrawf

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๐“๐‡๐„ ๐€๐–๐€๐Š๐„๐๐ˆ๐๐† || โAfter everything I've lost, I have to believe that something good will come out... More

โ€ข| โŠฑ ๐‚๐€๐’๐“
โ€ข| โŠฑ ๐„๐๐ˆ๐†๐‘๐€๐๐‡
โ€ข| โŠฑ PART ONE: THE AWAKENING
โ€ข| โŠฑ ONE
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWO
โ€ข| โŠฑ THREE
โ€ข| โŠฑ FOUR
โ€ข| โŠฑ FIVE
โ€ข| โŠฑ SEVEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ EIGHT
โ€ข| โŠฑ NINE
โ€ข| โŠฑ TEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ ELEVEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWELVE
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTEEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ FOURTEEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ FIFTEEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ SIXTEEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ SEVENTEEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ EIGHTEEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ NINETEEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY-ONE
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY-TWO
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY-THREE
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY-FOUR
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY-FIVE
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY-SIX
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY-SEVEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY-EIGHT
โ€ข| โŠฑ TWENTY-NINE
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTY
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTY-ONE
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTY-TWO
โ€ข| โŠฑTHIRTY-THREE
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTY-FOUR
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTY-FIVE
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTY-SIX
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTY-SEVEN
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTY-EIGHT
โ€ข| โŠฑ THIRTY-NINE
โ€ข| โŠฑ FORTY
โ€ข| โŠฑ FORTY-ONE
โ€ข| โŠฑ FORTY-TWO
โ€ข| โŠฑ FORTY-THREE
โ€ข| โŠฑ GRAPHIC GALLEY
โ€ข| โŠฑ GRAPHIC GALLERY II
โ€ข| โŠฑ THANK YOU
โ€ข| โŠฑ BOOK TWO

โ€ข| โŠฑ SIX

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By AngelicCrawf

[ chapter six: lysander ]

° • ° • °

May 22, 1862

It had been four and half months since Lysander's date with Hermia. During this time his condition with his heart has been getting worse. He knew Hermia was desperately trying to find a cure for him with her magic, but so far she's had no luck. During the last couple months Lysander has tried to get her mind off what was happening to him. Sander knew he didn't have long and he wanted to spend every waking moment with her.

He wanted to memorize her soft features. He wanted to hold her for as long as he could. He wanted to kiss her with so much passion that he'd die happily then and there. Lysander knew Hermia felt the same way, but she didn't want to deal with all the pain that came with his death.

If Lysander died, she would be the one left with a broken heart. He knew that if she didn't save him, Mia would blame herself. He didn't want his last memory of his girlfriend, the love of his life, to be of her working herself endlessly. No, he had a plan for them to spend one last night of freedom and passion together. He made this plan because he feared that after tonight his days on this planet were numbered.

At the moment Sander was in his room fixing up the blankets on his bed when Demetrius walked in. "Hey, buddy! How you feeling today?"

Lysander turned with a smile as he looked at his best friend. Demetri placed some white bags on the table while he waited for Sander's reply. With a sigh Sander said, "I'm okay," Demetri turned towards Lysander as he took food out of one bag. "But I'm nervous. I think it might have to do with what I have planned for tonight."

Demetrius scrunched his face up in disgust. "Don't even say anything about your plans for tonight." He shuddered. "I don't like thinking about you and my sister sleeping together."

A heart stopping smile appeared on Lysander face as he shook his head in laughter. "But you're my best friend. I thought you'd want to know." By this point Sander was just teasing Demetri, but Demetrius wasn't enjoying it.

He glared playfully while saying, "Maybe if we weren't talking about my sister than I'd happily listen to how my best friend lost his virginity. But because this involves both my sister and best friend, I'm better off not knowing."

Lysander nodded in understanding as he stood from his bed. He walked up to the table Demetri was at and began placing the food on each plate. There was a silence that passed through the room. Demetri turned his head and saw the longing look in Lysander's eyes.

Demetrius sighed while patting his best friend on the back. "You okay, man?"

"I just want tonight to be perfect. It has to be because I don't want our last memories to be filled of heartache."

Demetri nodded in understanding while putting the bags away. "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

° • ° • °

Lysander had gotten worse one week after his date with Hermia. He could barely get out of bed, he couldn't eat and worse of all he could barely keep his eyes open. Hermia was more than desperate to find a spell that could cure the love of her life. So far she had found nothing, until that is she looked inside her mother's black magic book.

Hermia never told Lysander what she found, but he knew it couldn't be good. He was honestly to weak to get her to stop. Not that Hermia would have listened anyway.

The last memories he had of her was the sound of her crying. He couldn't see her, but he knew she was there. She's always been there for him and as he took his last breath, he new he would always be there for her. Even if he couldn't be with her, he would always be watching over her. Death could never separate them because their love and bond was stronger.

And than suddenly, it was as if the light had returned and he opened his eyes. Only this time Hermia was gone and a very broken hearted Demetrius sat in her place.

Lysander was still groggy but he managed to sit up, with Demetri's help of course. "Where is she?" He didn't bother beating around the bush. He knew something had happened and he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"Lysander, man we can talk about this later." Demetrius on ther other hand didn't want to talk about it. He knew his best friend was still weak and he didn't know how Lysander would react. Demetri had some idea, but if it was true than he thought he should definitely wait.

Lysander shook his head as he begun to remove his blanket. Demetrius shot out of his seat to stop his best friend from doing something stupid. "Stop! You're gonna to hurt yourself."

"I don't care about me! I know you, Demetrius. Your my best friend and I know when your not telling me something."

Demetrius moved Lysander back on the bed as he let a deep sigh escape his lips. Lysander opened his eyes fully to gaze at the man he called a brother. "Demetri, please tell me where she is."

Demetrius shook his head as he moved his gaze to the bed. "I'm sorry, but I can't find her."

Lysander shook his head, not fully understanding the words of his best friend. "What do you mean you can't find her?!" Lysander started moving in his bed again while Demetrius tried to keep him down. "She was here, Demetri! I heard her crying over my dying body. She wouldn't have left me! If she knew I was going to be fine, if her spell was going to work-she wouldn't have left me!"

Demetrius wrapped his arms around his best friend as they both wept over Hermia. "I know, I know and I believe you. My sister would never leave like this. She would never-"

"What if something bad happened?" Sander asked as he moved away from his best friend's arms. His eyes were so full of heartbreak, Demetri couldn't believe he was staring at his best friend. Lysander's eyes once filled with so much joy and happiness, now resembled one of who's had his whole life taken away from him.

"Don't say that." Demetrius said while hugging his best friend again. They pulled away as he continued to say, "We have to believe that she's okay."

A tear escaped Lysander's eye while he said, "I just want her to come home to me."

"We'll get her back, I promise."

Okay everyone leave some feedback please and tell me what you think of the chapter!

Next update will continue off with what was happening in chapter 5! Aka Chiron's explanation and Hermia's version of all this.

Don't forget to leave a comment and a vote♡

One last thing.
Real men are not afraid to cry.

Okay bye thanks for reading!

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