It was those questions he'd ask himself countless times. Again and again and again.
When did it all begin? Why had it turned out this way? Why him? Why her?
Why Allen?
I wish this moment would last forever...
Those were the times he'd curse himself and scream. Why couldn't he just choose?! It was matter of choice, wasn't it? Only one glance at her and damn him, why did he want to see that face again? Then again, it was more natural than being involved with a boy. He loved Allen, he was sure of that. Not that Allen would love him back but no, she wouldn't let him use her as the backup choice. He couldn't choose and then it happened. And the blood, oh god, the blood. Why had she had to have been an exorcist? Damn her, she had ruined everything but at the same time, she was perfect.
I never knew I'd need you there by my side. Fighting along with me.
He couldn't turn away from her face. He had gone insane and acted without thinking, he did it. And life would never be the same. He knew that well.
Life is never the same after death.