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5 years ago
AHEM.. ladies and gentleman... boy and girls. For all my readers I present to you... THE NEXT CHAPTER! Yeah that right I finally got some time to write out some magical heartbreaking tales XD. I believe this is chapter 11.... YEAH. remember... please do not comment until I say I’m done, even if I take a long time to respond

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5 years ago
To YALL who don’t know what the heck this is, this is a series I am making and basically these are my characters I made up!

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5 years ago
OKAY WITHOUR FURTHER ADO...

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5 years ago
(Reminder again: please don’t comment it pains me to see people commenting when I say it like twice)

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5 years ago
Point of the view: LIAM because well Genesis is dead

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5 years ago
It’s been different without her... every since she passed... everything just seemed wrong, out of shape. After our fight with the guy with the killer dinosaurs the some of the sub leaders taking over because the leaders of the oasis were away took the guy into captive. We had finally captured one of tHe people who could give us information. I should feel happy... I should feel glad. We finally had a sporting chance at defeating the rebels and breaking the odds... a way to finally put an end..

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5 years ago
How could I feel nothing at all?

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5 years ago
I realized... it was because Genesis wasn’t here... sure I know this sounds like a total clique, but her... her passing away into an endless sleep had broken me. I couldn’t live without her... her death stab me in the heart, shattering it into billions of pieces. The moment I saw her... blades stuck out of her body, and the blood... blood everywhere... the her blood instead of mine. And her smile... I didn’t realize it was the last smile I would ever see of her....

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5 years ago
It made me realize how much I took for granted. How much the world can give... and take away with no mercy. The first kiss I have ever gotten with Genesis... the only places I’ve ever dreamed of that day were in my dreams. And when it came reality, I felt like I could overcome the world.... I could overcome anything. I thought of all the dreams and myths... our possible future together, our kids... which was probably wishful thinking since we had a world to save... but still I can hope...

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5 years ago
I dreamt of growing old with her... holding her frail hand and seeing her smile everyday without fail. Even as an angel... I would grant her anything... let her stay with me for as long as I lived... but than reality strikes back. The falling of the building just marked the beginning of a tumbling spiral. What was so little... cost so much... even the death of my love.. I couldn’t see her die. all my dreams just splattered at my feet, as if the world was punishing me. They didn’t want me to love

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5 years ago
She died for me. She died for my sake, not anyone else’s. She didn’t care if it would cost her life.. it should’ve been me. I should’ve been the one dying.. I should’ve taken her place. But no, she acted out of selflessness and helped us gain something that we couldn’t have done before. She helped me realize that.. that she was the chosen one and that she did love me... whether it was the way I loved her or not. She cared enough to spend her dying seconds to save me, to go against fate.

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5 years ago
And when she died.. in my arms, the world suddenly went dark. I felt so much anger and so much pain, I just felt numb. I felt like I couldn’t feel anymore. I had no emotions, but pain and anger. The power explosion, I don’t know what the chicken that came out from, it felt like I was unleashing myself. All the pain I held in was finally unleashed. And I couldn’t stop it. I didn’t care for consequences... I just cared about Genesis. After the fight the healers took her in and checked for life...

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5 years ago
There was none.

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5 years ago
I didn’t know what to feel. I didn’t know whether to yell, or to cry. I just felt shocked. As I grasped her cold hand on the healing cot, I prayed silently that they would spare her... take me instead of her... anything just to see her smile again. No matter what, I would do anything to spend one more day with Genesis again. The moments were slowly slipping away, but I wouldn’t forget. I Couldn’t forget. How could I forget the memories she gave me, the moments that made me choose to stay.

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5 years ago
It’s been almost a week without her.... and I couldn’t stand it. I checked everyday hoping she would miraculously come back because she was magical or something, but she never did. She still looked the same, almost frozen in time when they placed her into a capsule of healing. The calm look, the wounds she had were starting to mend up, but she wouldn’t move... she was dead. I refused to call her dead. She had to be alive. She couldn’t be dead for long, this is all a test right??? She can’t...

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5 years ago
I’ve haven’t eaten anything or eaten anything since her passing. I didn’t feel like eating, I just felt empty. I couldn’t hear my stomach growling for food or my throat drying up asking for water to clench my thirst. But what did I deserve if Genesis was dead? I didn’t deserve anything... I stayed holed up in my room, writing furiously in my journal day after day. I stayed isolated, no matter how many times Natalie tried to coax me out, or try to comfort me. I just felt no feelings.

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5 years ago
In my room I would spend my time staring out the window... feeding my regret and guilt.. my sense of purpose had been sapped out of me. I just couldn’t feel anymore. Not when the best thing in my life had been taken. I wrote in my journal and played songs trying to lift my spirits. At the end of it, I ended up sketching images of her... all the things about her... and playing sad songs, matching my mood. Sure I sound like I’m an antsy teenager... but it’s just how I felt. Sad. Alone. Broken.

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5 years ago
One day, I was playing on my guitar trying to play a new song. I tuned the guitar strings, but each time I strummed, it was just a hammering feeling of pain. I sighed and started to play a song I listened to back on earth when I was with Genesis. Say you won’t let go by James Arthur. It wasn’t a popular song, but whenever I heard it.. I thought of her. I started to strum. “I met you in the dark... you lit me up... you made me feel as though I was enough... we danced the night away...”

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5 years ago
I sang every note, pouring my heart out with all my regret and fear... all my love. “I knew I loved you then, but you’d never know... caused I played it cool when I was scared of letting go... I know I needed you but I never showed , but I wanna stay with you until we’re grey and old... just say you won’t let go... just say you won’t let go...” I thought at the last moments I had of her... she made me feel so happy... and I was glad to be with her at the end. It was all I asked, but not this way

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5 years ago
By the end of the song, my heart was heavy. I let my feelings sag, drifting aimlessly through the empty room. I strummed the last notes, and set down my guitar on the side. I threw myself on the bed, sighing and messing up my hair. I stared at the bleak ceiling. I never thought I was going to back here again. It seemed so long ago. It was left exactly as I had left it, like it knew I would come back. Everything was the same as it was before.. suddenly, I heard a firm knock at the door.