Even If I Die It's You の小説・ストーリー

‘I wish it were you. _____________

she says and it doesn't change my mind, I already know it will be painful if he dies. "It's alright Emma! I have already felt him be taken away from me and this time if he doesn't make it I will be happy to follow after him! He is my true mate and I don't want to continue living without him!" I say to her and give her a light squeeze, I love them all and I know they will make it without me if it comes to that. I on the other hand will follow Kian! "Now you all have to get out of here and let me do what I intend to!" I tell them and take my arms from them, I have no more time to waste.

I will have her, even if it killed me. *****

“You will serve him until… you… die.” Oh, just kill me!

I am dead…. ****

He gently lifted my head up, so I was looking at him again. “Baby, It’ll always be you before me. When we eat, I’ll always make sure you’re served before me and always give you the last slice of pizza no matter how bad I want it. When we sleep, I’ll always stay up and stroke your hair just how you like it until I know you’re sleeping peacefully. When we watch a movie, I’ll always let you pick which one, even if I fucking hate romantic comedies. If we’re injured, I’ll always tend to your wounds before mine. Even in the smallest of things, it’ll always be you before me. Your safety over mine.” He said softly as his eyes started to glisten. “But in the case of death, I’m too damn selfish. It’ll

I guess this is it, this is how I get out of this place Death!

My legs nearly fail to keep me upright. I'm going to die tonight. I swear I won't make it till tomorrow. I will die!

God. If looks could kill, I was sure I had just signed my death sentence.

He snapped. “No, I just think that even earlier too, you were mad with me because I was always following around, and now when I am not, you are calling me names. Next what I will be, currently I am an attention whore, then I might be something bigger, like what, the “S” word. Should I spell it for you?” I wheeze. “Don’t put words in my mouth. You know what I am trying to say.” “I am not putting words in your mouth. I am just repeating what you have just said to me.”