Shadownight Family: Kennedy's room

My room and what crazy stuff happens in it! Role play by the Shadownight family! If you like this, go check out the rest of the Shadownights rooms, and you'll know everything there is to know about our messed up family! Great if you love drama and role play!
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60. Dying

Secrets holds my hand softly as I lay on the couch. My body is warm, yet I shiver like crazy. My vision is so blurry I can barley even tell I'm back in my living room. Darkness is closing in on my eyes. The only thing keeping them open is his. I have to see them, they must be the last thing I see, not black. His eyes are the only things I want to see.


But I can't turn my head. I scream in my head for him to lean over me one last time. Let me see his eyes, his sharp, yet soothing eyes. I know they must be crying, because I feel the rhythmus jerk of his hand in mine every time he sobs. My hearing is gone. I know my vision is next. Then my life. I beg, I scream, I kick at the invisible Grimm reaper in my head. I almost scream at myself.


This can't be it, this is not the end. I have survived before, and I will do it again.


That's when I put together what the guard at Kalmo said. I thought I was dreaming, I must have been. But I remember, as faint as possible, these words from his mouth: "You can't just save them, can you?"


I thought it was a joke, that I couldn't get them out of prison. That I couldn't save their lives from that place. But the truth is, the prison they're rotting in; my entire family is rotting in, is me.


I know now what I must do. I must go back. But I just have to get out of this first.


I know now that I must die. Not for me, but for them. I must die for them, but run away for me. Run away before I bring them more trouble.


With my last shred of strength, I turn my head ever so slightly, towards Secrets. His eyes look in mine, searching for life. I have done it, now I can die. Just as his eyes start to fill with hope, I whisper hoarsely, "Protect them." and then I seal off my death by closing my eyelids.



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