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Published: 2012-06-23 06:18:57 +0000 UTC; Views: 81; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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He struggled.God knows for how long.
Trying to desperately to stay afloat.
He had promised it would be okay.
He promised he would never leave.
Yet,here he was once again.
In the very place he never wanted to return to.
A cold,silent empty home.
That and his own thoughts.
He no longer needed to go back to work he truly had nothing left to do.
But he did so anyways.
Trying to keep his mind for thinking the terrible thoughts that lurked in the back of his head.
He stood in the door way, not knowing what to do then.
Then, out of pure sadness he let his mind take hold, as well as those terrible thoughts.
He missed him.
He remembered how he had to be dragged from the grave.
Kicking and screaming for the colonel bastard to wake the fuck up they had things to do.
And finally crying, knowing he wouldn't be coming back.
Not now.
Not ever.
He kicked his shoes of, leaving them by the door,but keeping everything else on.
He silently climbed the stairs, each step creaking from the age of the old dusted wood.
He walked into the bathroom grabbing his lovers favorite razor.
He slowly crawled into the now spacious bed they had shared.
He gently pushed his sleeves up,only enough to see the pulsing blue vein that sat there.
Slash, crimson encased his wrist.
Slash, both wrist were a bloodied mess.
Though, he did not care.
He was gone.
"I'm sorry i left you Ed."
"Don't be. It's not your fault for what happened."
"Shall we go then? There's some one waiting for you."
"As long as were together." I gripped his hand. He replied with a reassuring squeeze, and we left.
"Edward sweetie i'm here."
