This is a story about how my friend died; well I say my friend but I mean my ex.
Welcome To My Life.
As my day began to grow extremely bitter, I began to grow colder.
I was with my friends; Alexander Hope and Jaykub Raven. Alex had suffered a tragic accent in life, this was at a very young age... Deafness. The only way he could understand Jake and myself was sign language. I too had suffered the same thing as him, but mine is only a slight deafness. Jake was the darkest one out of the three of us. A vampire child. Jake too had things wrong with him. Schizophrenic... Yes, the mental disorder. It's were you see and hear things that aren't there, and write on walls.
My life began to feel like someone had just torn my throat clean out as I cuddled myself against Alex's chest. I felt my eyes begin to fill with tears which I was very good at hiding. I looked up at him. Kissed him. As he held me close, I felt his heart beating from deep within his battered and bruised chest. His coat consumed me, keeping me warm. With him, I feel only one emotion. Love. I knew Alex felt the same. I just wanted him forever, despite his condition. Love shall always remain as love, no matter what.
Alex was my one true love.. I didn't want to change that. At the start, Alex and I seemed fine. Not a care in the world could be able to separate us from each other. Alex had the power to make me feel as if I was an actual person, and that I didn't want to lose.
