His last thoughts…
He had hoped to live longer. Though, if he was to be completely honest, he wasn't sure now if he wanted to.
He had hoped to live…
It was so dark. He wished it had been brighter, that some form of happiness could have sneaked it's way into his final moments.
He didn't deserve it…
He had hoped to live until her 18th birthday…it wasn't very long now, he was sure it wasn't. Then again, he mixed the days up sometimes. Anyhow, he wouldn't make it until then.
She didn't deserve this…
He didn't want to think of that. Was tired of feeling guilty. She could take care of herself. Had been an adult for years now.
Shouldn't have been…
It didn't matter, He wanted his last thoughts to be…happy. To think of the good times.
Shame they were so long ago…
If only Rafe had stayed. At least he wouldn't have to worry about her then. Rafe was over 20, he knew…he could deal with it.
Could he?
Rafe had left though, just like Thalia. Beka was the only one left.
Sense clouded by loyalty…
He felt a hand grab his, a reminder of what he had, and what he was leaving behind. He didn't have to die alone.
But he left her alone…
As he drew his last breath, tears splattered down on his lifeless body, his hand going limp, but hers still squeezing his hard.
Tears no one would see…