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- epilogue.

but don't cry, uh.
there's beauty in death sometimes.

there's beauty in death sometimes

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Chase Atlantic - BEAUTY IN DEATH

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christian was sobbing heavily over [name]'s dreadfully cold body, mitchel slowly approaching his time before bringing him into his arms to give him a tight hug

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christian was sobbing heavily over [name]'s dreadfully cold body, mitchel slowly approaching his time before bringing him into his arms to give him a tight hug. the light haired boy couldn't stop the choked sobs coming out of his throat. mitty was trying his best to stay strong, not wanting to worsen the state of his best friend, but tears still started to roll down his cheeks.

clinton walked closer to [name]'s body on the bed, searching for their pulse without a word.
"you.. you found it, right..? kras asked, watching him over mitchel's shoulder, but the older one didn't answer.
- right..?!
- i'm sorry, kras..
- it's.. it's not fucking possible..! „

he goes over their body once again, searching everywhere for a proof that their heart is still beating in their chest, even trying to put his ear against it.
the younger brother is the one stopping him, bringing him out of the room, his whole body shaking. all he does is hugging him again, both of them crying silently in each other's arms.

clinton slowly sits on the edge of the bed christian shared with [name], his hand slowly going to grab theirs

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clinton slowly sits on the edge of the bed christian shared with [name], his hand slowly going to grab theirs. he flinched slightly when he felt how cold their skin already was, holding it a little tighter. a sad smile adorned his face as he saw their peaceful face and smile, his tears beginning to fall only now, his free hand wiping them a few seconds after.
"thank you so much for everything, [name]. you're the best person we could've with us all this time. „
he leaves a slight kiss on their forehead before standing up.

"thank you. „

the end

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the end.

the end

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HI!!

hum well if you read this story until the end, i wanted to thank you with all my heart because it means a lot to me ! as i said in the beginning, it's my first story in english (i am french) and i really wanted to write in english now. and what's better for a first story in english than some heavy angst with chase atlantic ? nothing !

thank you again for reading my story, it means so much to me, love y'all <3

thank you again for reading my story, it means so much to me, love y'all <3

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