Heat-Haze Days

by FantasyFreedom

He smiles. I reach out to him, my mouth open with a silent scream and time speeds up. The giant truck slams into him and his blood flies everywhere. On the ground, on the sign beside me, the truck, and all over the front of my shirt and jeans. The smell of cooper and metallic invade my nose. My hands, covered in scarlet, come up to my mouth and it mixes with my tears.

15. Epilogue

Eleven years ago (5 years old)

"Fang, promise we will always be together."

"I promise."

"When we get older, lets get married."

"Okay."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Now

As I sink deeper into Fang's embrace, all the memories from when we were young and ignorant run through my head. It amazes me how all those things have some connection to things that happen now and will happen in the future.

I love Fang, there is no doubt in my mind of that, and I have always trusted him. So why not trust him when he says that he loves me too.

Why not give him what he has spent his whole life building? After all, it was his from the start- my heart that is.

During summer, people avoid any body contact like it's the pelage, but during winter, that's all they want. To cuddle up into a warm body and soft blankets...

I crave body contact; I crave being held. I love that I have always had someone to hold me at night especially, during the summer nights.

Even with someone to hold me at the end of every day, I don't think I'll ever come to like those heat haze days.

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And this is the end. Please, please, please let me know what you think.

Just... Thanks so much for reading.

-Fantasy