"Sean? SEAN! NO!!" she cried. The heart moniter flatlined. Why did he have to be so ignorant? She had told him hund--no--THOUSANDS of times to stay away from Paul. He would never listen.

"I'll be fine." he had said. "I can handle him." he told her.

Sean didn't know when to stop. He kept pushing and pushing and finally Paul snapped. He threw Sean from the ramp and into the barricade. Sean landed with a thump and fell limply to the ground.

She ran out from backstage to her fiance's lifeless body.

"Sean? Can you hear me?!" she cried. Sean opened his eyes slowly and let out a faint groan.

"Hey baby. What happened? Why is everything so fucking dark in here?"

"SHIT!" she screamed. "You SONOFABITCH Paul! GET ME AND EMT! NOW!"

She flashed back to the hospital room. The doctor was there now and nurses were everywhere trying to revive Sean. No chance. The doctor looked at his watch and then at her.

"Time of death; 8:44 am, March 15. I'm sorry Miss Hunter." he said as he left the room.

She started to cry. He hadn't been dead 4 minutes, but she already missed him. she left the hospital, got into her car and drove home.

She walked into their apartment. His scent was still there and it would never go away. She walked into the office and grabbed a pen and piece of paper.



Dear Mike,

By the time you get this, I will be dead. I am sorry to leave you all like this. Please tell Jason that I loved him no matter what he did to me. He was a wonderful brother. Please tell him to look in my dresser for a blue velvet box when you come for my valuables. Tell Adam that I loved him like a brother. He was my guardian angel.

Mike, you have been the best friend I could have. You've been a counselar and secret keeper.

I am again apologizing for leaving, but I have nothing left to live for.

Love,

Sam

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She took Sean's .45 Caliber, placed it to her skull and pulled the trigger.



THE END