Hooray ! ! I'm Finally getting off my lazy ass and writing some more. This is My Immortal.

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In a hospital room in Paris France, there sat a Fox. Carmelita Fox to be exact. She sat there, not to visit a friend or relative, but, to watch her son. Conner, named for his grandfather. He had been in a car accident the day before, and the doctors weren't sure he would make it. And... He didn't.

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Because your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

Conner Cooper, Passed away at six fifteen AM, on Saturday, June 10, 2015.

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

His Friends cried for him, his father mourned for him, and his mother. Was in pain for him.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I've held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me

This wasn't the way he was meant to die. He was meant to go on and lead a great life, and have a family.

You used to captivate me
by your resonating light
But now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

His last words, were to his best friends at the time. Rebeka Vans and, Sam Conrad.

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

He said, "I'm sorry guys, I should have listened to you." With tears in his eyes he continued, "Sam, you were the best friend I ever had." They bent over his bed, crying freely. "Rebeka, It looks like this is the end for me, so, I just want you to know. I love you."

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I've held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me

Tears falling freely from her face, Rebeka leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips, saying what words couldn't.

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you´re gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

With that said, he laid his head back and, breathed his last.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I've held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me, me, me.

His funeral was arranged for the next week. Only fifty were invited.

Wow. That was written at 3 in the Am in a moment of inspiration. So Yeah. You wanted more, Here you go. ~Wolf