The Death of Me
A barely noticeable smile flashed across his lips and he said, "Go ahead, ask, what is it?"
I swallowed hard and shot for the very first thought tumbling across my head, "Whose blood that was?"
He blinked, "Nikolas." He said.
My fingers wrapped over the hem of my shirt and my heart beat a thousand feeling against my chest, "Is he.."
"Dead?" He finished the sentence on my behalf and nodded, "Yes, for real this time." His eyebrow raised, "I checked it myself, considering the fact that everyone I know comes back from the dead, so yeah, he is definitely..." He sucked into a deep breath and turned his face away, his gaze back to the black sky and his hand curled into a fist, "Dead."
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