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I PROBABLY DIED FROM NO OXYGEN HOURS AGO FROM SCREAMING AAAAAAAHHH!

Warning: This next part may be depressing, well its from the view of Aaron.

ALSO SWEAR WORDS!

Aaron's POV

*Play Song*

Why....

One of the many words running through my corrupt mind.

Why did this happen...

Just when I thought we were happy....

Just when I got back with Aph after college....

An earthquake ravages the land......

Triggering a tsunami....

A fucking tsunami....

How were we suppose to prepare for something like that....

WE DON'T LIVE IN FREAKING JAPAN!

Another word that stabs my brain....

How....

How one second she was in my arms...

Protected and safe...

The next....

In the air...

The sky....

My heart...

Scratch that, she was always in my heart..

How...can I just let her go...

I just want to see her again...

For one day..

One hour...

One minute...

One second...

Just to see that radiant smile again..

A smile that can bring the warmth in the coldest of places.

The light in the darkest of areas....

The love in the harshest of places...

I finish up on my work, standing up from my desk.

I walk out of the office, scratching the back of my neck.

Every step, was like stepping on the needles of a very prickly porcupine.

Every breath, felt as if the porcupine were in my lungs.

And don't even get me started on my heart.

I slump over to the stairs, throwing myself up the steep steps.

I shuffle into our.......MY bedroom, flopping myself onto the memory foam mattress. 

I stare at the ceiling, admiring the simplicity of the beige pain.

I close my eyes, trying to convince myself this was a dream...

And all I had to do was wake up...

I open my eyes again, remembering my insomnia.

I sit up, taking off the bandanna so I could massage my forehead with my fingertips.

"You found it..." I hear an-all-too familiar voice call out, probably referring to the bandanna.

My head snaps up, trying to find the source of the voice.

That beautiful voice.

"After all these years..." The voice continues.

I look around the room, unsuccessful on my hunt for her.

"I'm over here silly..." The voice calls from the door.

My head snaps there, finding a very familiar potato, leaning against the door frame. 

I leap up, my body tense.

What...

She...

No..

She gives me a smirk, shaking her head slowly with a smile.

"You never change do you?" She questions.

I don't speak, my mouth moving though not producing sounds.

"Hey" She says.

I finally make out some words.

"You.....are.....dead..."

She scoffs, shaking her head once again.

"I take that back, you have changed.." She states, confusing the hell outta me.

"Where is the Aaron Lycan that did things himself?" She continues.

"The Aaron Lycan that didn't take shit from others who didn't know what the hell they were talking about?" 

"The Aaron Lycan I fell in love with?"

My heart pumped blood so fast throughout my body I thought I was gonna burst.

"Aaron...." She says, crossing her arms.

"Do you believe I'm gone?" She asks.

"Aphmau.......are.." She stops me.

"I...can't...say much...." She states, almost whispering.

"Aaron you gotta think about what you would do....."

"Or what YOU would do" 

WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE TALKING ABOUT?!

"Aph.." But before I could finish my question, everything blacks out.

I lurch up on the bed, my head beaded with sweat.

It was a fucking dream...

Likey the swearies?

Swearies isn't a word I get it!

ITS MURICA

That doesn't make any sense....

Oh well!

I haven't ever been someone who made sense!

Have a nice day my crystals!