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You could feel the warmth from his hand trailing down your spine caressing your back carefully like a precious gem he would find in the mine back then. His other hand playing with a lose strands of your hair. His pretty brown eyes look at you softly admiring yours dark one. You lay your head on his chest that’s is rising slowly a sign that indicates that he’s still alive by your side.
The whole room is silent with the only sound being his occasional cough from his sickness. A disease worse then poverty. But now that he got you by his side even the disease is long forgotten.
As much as you love the silence you can’t stop worrying about him. Would he leave you? Would he stop loving you one day?
“Norton…”
You say quietly scared he will judge your stupid question. Raising your head from his chest to look into those eyes of his that reminded you how beautiful nature can be, those lovely green eyes. His hair messy and unkempt.
“Hmph…?”
He groaned lowly to let you know that he’s listening to you.
“…I’m glad you’re here with me. Please don’t leave me…promise?”
“…I promise” He say then kissing your forehead gently. How sweet of him.
How much you wished he was here with you
He’s dead remember? In that manor years ago. And It’s your fault. Haha so funny he’s dead and he’s hunting you. You can’t stop thinking about him. You can’t forget him. The guilt from that day still haunts you until now.
You don’t deserve to live. Not when you leave him to die, All alone. Slowly painfully.
“I’m sorry campbell…”
*BANG!*
The sound of a loud gunshot filled the once quiet room. The sound stop as quickly as it started. You lie there alone lifeless. Tears falling from your eyes to your cheeks then dropping onto the pool of blood from your wounded head.
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