Goodbye

by The Quiet Shadow XVII

Charlie says goodbye as he drowns. Eh, a bit sad, and yes, I did cry while writing it.

Eh, let's keep this short. First attempt at a Lost fanfic. About Charlie's death. Don't judge me. I'm still kinda behind on Lost, so if I mess stuff up, oh fricking well. :D

Disclaimer: If I owned Lost, I'd own Dom Monaghan.

~x~

Cold. Warm. Nothing.

These were the sensations that were raking through my body. Along with desperation, hate, and love. I guess you could say it was my fate for this to happen. That's why I didn't fight back. That's why my last… well, technically last, words were "Not Penny's boat" on my hand.

I guess now I say goodbye.

Goodbye Claire, Aaron, Jack, Kate, Boone, Sawyer, Locke, Hurley, Desmond, Sayid, everyone.

Goodbye, island. Goodbye Drive Shaft. Goodbye guitar. Goodbye peanut butter.

Goodbye life….

Goodbye desperation, love, hate, cold, warm, nothing, fate, everything.

Goodbye wind, sun, moon, rain, clouds, trees, animals, human society.

Goodbye world….

Goodbye Liam.

Hello wherever I end up.

And with that last thought, I let go of my held breath and drifted into oblivion.

~x~

Awh, that made me saddened. Poor Charlie. I love him so much.