Acrimonious: Yes, I'm back again with yet another
fanfic...it'll be a short one...I'd like to thank everyone that
reviewed my other fanfic even though it sucked as some actually did
tell me...I got sad when they told me that...:(
A tear can lead to a promise
To be or not to be, that's the question isn't it? Somehow I never understood that until now. I have always had my mask on so nobody could see me, so nobody could hurt me. But now my facade is breaking in front of the only person I really care about, the only person who can see me for who I am even if it's just for a moment. And it really hurt when your most precious person is in your arms, dying. And for the first time in years you show your true self and he says that he hates you, it really hurt. My heart nearly broke and it would have if he hadn't told me not to die with concern in his voice. Then he died in my arms, I felt that his whole body relaxed and he stopped breathing. I couldn't stand the pain and I felt the tears slowly making their way down my cheeks. But sometimes words are not enough to describe a feeling. And what does all of this have to do with the question?
Well right now I choose to be.
Acrimonious: Okay, this is just a prologue...and I'll start adding chapters if I see some interest in this...
