You awaken a short time after. For a moment you relish the last moments of your dream. That was the first time Fang had kissed you. The day Jeb had left. No one knew about it, either. Not even Angel.
You smile sadly, wishing Fang beside you. It is such a peaceful day. The sun is dappling the forest floor around the small clearing that you sit in, and you can here the tittering of birds in the trees. Ah yes, perfect.
But wait, where is your flock? Weren't you previously going through your mother's stuff in her vet office trying to find clues? Something interrupted you. Something really important…..
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Maya called.
She had news about Fang.
News that he had been killed.
Fang dead.
It hits you now. The pain does. Your chest is once again ripped open, breaking the invisible stitches on your heart. He's gone and he will NEVER be back with you.
You sit down with a huge bump. But, try as you might, the tears won't come. They are all gone; used up from the day before. You settle with dry sobs. But no matter what you do, the aching in your chest won't subside. Actually, it feels as if it is growing in colossal proportions.
Basically, it sucks a lot.
A soft breeze blows and out of the corner of your eye, you see it ruffle something. Hair? Or clothing?
You turn your head to get a better look, and what you see makes you breathe catch and your heart break even more.
It is Fang's body lying in the clearing with you.
His bloodied, wounded one.
