Chronological Order

I lay here, covered in blood. In the middle of the road, no less. My goggles lay beside me, dirty and broken. No one bothers to come and check what happened, this is a quiet street. My wig was off, so all my red hair was sprawled beneath me. My eyes probably look empty and lifeless by now. Blood trickles from my mouth. I doubt anyone will care that I died. After all, he left.

The blond chocolate-addict was gone. My best friend, my only friend, my roommate, my partner, and most importantly, the one I loved. Of course, he never knew. It would have ruined our friendship. I wish I'd been more selfish back then, and maybe I wouldn't be dying.

Tears fall from my eyes, combining with the blood. He had to leave in bad terms. This is all my fault. I had everything I wanted just within my grasp, but I was too afraid to make the jump, afraid to fall. Now I know it would have been worth it.

My last breaths are coming. My chest feels great pain, and I force my eyes open. To keep seeing the sun. Oh, how I loved the sun. It reminded me of him.

Of my dear Mello. And so, I take my last breath and become lifeless. I die, without anyone to care. I, Mail Jeeves, have died without her Mello. Her sweet Mihael Keehl.

AN- Is it good? Bad? Love it, hate it? All flames will be used to cook a cake.