title: reality
words: 141
Christina's sobs echo through the alley. Her tears flow down her bruised and battered face onto Will's broken body. She's shaking, her breath visible in the cold Abnegation air. Her eyes travel up his body, and lands on his face. There isn't a bullet but there is no doubt that one has passed through his head—
"No!" And she screams and screams for him, willing him to come back to her. "Will, please, no. No, this isn't… This isn't real, dammit!"
And he doesn't respond, but for a second she thought he would, because this cannot be real. Will can't be dead in this alley, or any alley, or anywhere at all.
"You—" she lets out a strangled sob, "need to wake up!"
But he doesn't, and Christina just sobs harder, because she doesn't know what else to do anymore.
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