Greatly inspired by Junie's fic over on her blog. This is a so called companion piece only for the fact that it slots in nicely with what she's written :)
I'm super sorry for my long absences.
Song - Blinding ~ Florence + the Machine
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It was there. In the exhalation of a breath. In the rustling of the sheets in the
dark. He should have been peaceful. He should have been savouring the moment.
dark. He should have been peaceful. He should have been savouring the moment.
Should be- always living up to an unspoken expectation.
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He was dying. At least, he was on his way to Death’s door. Just a few more steps
and even fewer knocks and he would be gone.
and even fewer knocks and he would be gone.
we’re cutting it close, I know.
No second chance. No goodbye.
Hearts thumping in tandem. Beating out rhythms in the dark.
A stirring of warmth at his side. He slipped in and out of his misshapen dreams.
Dreams of blood and fear and teeth.
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He wakes and she’s there. She’s always there. Always will be. Shame he won’t.
you’re not going to go to hell. i'm not going to let you.
He cracks his eyes and she’s staring. Green meets pitch black.
everything’s gonna be okay.
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‘Everything’s gonna be okay,’ she says it, eyes staring, mouth twitching. He stiffens. He blinks.
She’s Emmy again and he’s still dying.
She’s Emmy again and he’s still dying.
‘Yeah, we’ll find a way,’ he agrees, kissing her head.
He knows they won’t.
