Ok so i'm warning you now this is sad. I may have slightly killed someone. established caskett. Tragic.
Nothing too explicit here just a dead character but it's nothing we don't see on Castle so normal rating.
I don't own Castle, which inlight of this may be a good thing.
Tears race down my face as I stare at the body. The vessel that one held life. That once walked and talked and showered love upon the world. That held it together.
The pain it's overwhelming, it's just so. I can't describe it. I don't want to be feeling it. Not now not ever. My pain shows, I do not hide or banish my tears as the man beside me looks at me funny. He cannot understand.
Another man approaches, taking me in his arms as I break. I know pain, I know loss but my world has failed. Eventually I pull away from the embrace, back to the sight of the man I love laying dead upon the ground.
His eyes are blank; there is no sign of his joy or childishness. The spark I love to see has gone replaced by a hollow stare. Never again shall I see him playing some foolish game, or hear him spouting off some random theory. Never shall I be happy.
He's cold. I can see that from here, but his skin shines eerily with glistening blood; his blood. I want to wake up, to know that everything will be fine. But this is no dream; no nightmare. He is gone.
My legs give out as I stand above him and I fall into the pool of his blood. My hands drenched in his life source, I reach for his face my heart hoping that the touch would wake him. My heart breaks as it fights reality, desperate for blue to enter the cold eyes staring at me.
I cry openly once more, stronger than ever before as the sobs rattle my body. No one stops me. They all watch as I grieve. I don't know how much time has passed, nor do I care but I have ran out of tears and the sorrow gives way to anger.
Most onlookers are gone now, replaced by my friends; my family.
They watch, helpless, as I scream at what was once my best friend. I yell at the heavens, at all existence as my pain overrules everything.
When I am spent and exhaustion stops my rage, I lay upon him until the strong arms of before lift me away. I want to kick and scream, to run back to my love. To what my love used to be. But I cannot.
My eyes hurt from the pain, they sting as no more tears come. I have spent them all, I have shed enough to fill the oceans but never shall there be enough to satisfy my grieving heart.
I am a child again, curled up in the arms of my father, crying for him to banish the monsters. But it is not my father's arms in which I cry. Just like the monsters cannot be chased away, not by anyone but me.
The chain around my neck shifts and the rings upon it swing out, in my pain I grasp at the newer of the two, clutching for all my life at the memory of him. The ring beside it enters my grasp too and I can feel a strange warmth and strength radiate from the two.
Sitting up, I break from my friend's arms as my heart beats for the first time in hours. I can breathe again. I know what I must do and so I shall do it, no matter what stands in my way. I will accomplish my task.
Sensing my family's understanding I stand tall, proud to have loved such a man. Now I live for his memory and hers.
I shall find his murderer and give him justice; no one takes my Castle from me without going to hell.
So reviews would be wonderful, i'm not planning to continue this.
If you cried it's ok, I nearly did too!