He stared at the sheet of white in his hands, his chest felt tight, so tight, it hurt. His eyes were blurry and the next moment he realized the white and black had mixed to an ugly color. It made him cringe, the paper crumbled in his trembling fists. Why? Whatever did he do to deserve this? His head hurt, his eyes stung, his heart felt like somebody was ripping it apart, slowly, painfully, letting the anguish double. His lifeline was slipping away as he closed his eyes and laid down the bed, nothing seemed real, just like a bad dream and when he'd wake up, everything will be all right, his other half would be there, snuggling close to his side.

Here I am, with yet another crappy story. No ranting since I have nothing to say, aside from just bowing down and apologizing non-stop which probably would get my readers sick, and I don't want that. Anyways this is probably going to be a two-shot or something, I don't know? /bricked 

I'm sorry if the description and forward doesn't make sense. I absolutely at writing those.

Credits to —❞M a g i c a l D e s i g n s❞┇ closed. for the beautiful poster up there. Thanks again <3

changed the name of the fic cause I thought it looked cool.