Heyo guys sorry for the late updates, i kinda broke the only thing i had to post, and had to work at getting a new one im sorry. Anways i will be posting again! : D, and i an going to continue the my it always comes back story so stay tune!
As usual i am also gona ask that you review! I hope you like the story!
They are smiling hand in hand like always, as Boris points to me, and my son runs up. His innocent smile glowing on his face. Boris also has a small smile of his own as he mouths I love you.
Suddenly the metal feel heavy in my hand.
Then my sons in his bed, reading to me his favorite book, as I snack on chocolates. Slowly his excited face relaxes and his breathing evens, and I exit the room to find my husband laying on the couch. Just like my son.
Now I'm hyperventilating.
We are at the amusement park, riding the steel eel. Andrie clinging on for life, like he's going to die if he let's go, and Boris screaming along with me. Our hands raised high above our heads as the wind blows onto our face. Only to have to get off a while later and find a new ride.
The metal against my temples starts to freeze.
Finally we are all together during Christmas, and Andrie is opening his present. His face glows as he sees the new x box and he rushes to give us both a hug while screaming "I love you both." My husband laughs and we both watch as Andrie trys to set his new game station. The we share a small kiss, and Andrie catches us and ewws.
And suddenly I can't do it. I can't during my finger to pull the trigger, as death approaches me in the hardest way, but there's nothing left to do.
I look up at the two of them who slowly limp towards me. Blood all over their faces, and claw marks everywhere, but I still can't do it. I love them to much to die, but what is left when they have left me. When they joined the others and left me all alone in this world. What is left when you watch you own child get clawed to death, by them. When you see your husband get bit by that same child, and stand next to him through his last days.
Do I join them, or do I kill myself. Do I become a flesh eating, or do I let the darkness take me through the gun at my head.
I tighten my hold on the gun, and and slowly squeeze the trigger. As the last questions comes to me. How do you kill yourself in front of your family? How do you han
I know that I ended with out finishing what he was going to say. I kind ad wanted it to show that death doesn't wait for you to finish. It comes when it comes. So what I was showing there is that he pulled the trigger, but never quiet finished his last thought. I hope you enjoyed it, Review!
