Late
Can it be love?
:*: Thomas POV:*:
The bastard fell to the ground, with Lucy right behind him. like he could ever love a person. Ah, i could tell just by looking at his wife that it was a relief to get the disease. Even with the deadly virus, she was beautiful! her perfect brown hair and cheek bones. Just a wonderful sight to look at! Around her bedroom were pictures of them together. i remember the cutest picture of them. but it did not look right. the dick, louis ,looked so real. he looked happy and not... cunt-like. her smile was beautiful! i melted at the sight of her perfect face!
for a minute i forgot about louis on the floor. him crying over her unconscious body. his painful screams broke through my short feelings of a crush for... Eleanor... oh my god... i cant be in love!
''oh no... Eleanor!'' he screams louder and louder each moan.
her face stays in the front of my mond, unlike his painful tears which are in the back. How can this be? love at first sight? even if she did live, she would never fall for me. maybe Louis wasa different person... its hard to believe when... when you have a crush on his wife!
I look down at Lucy, her tears did not make a sound, but they were just as painful. what i said to here re-plays over and over again in my mind.
" what have i done!'' i i whisper sitting down
i look over at Lucy, Then Louis, Then back at her.
''oh my god''
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