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Deadman Chronicles

Dead Man POV

My breathing had gotten a bit easier now, but I knew I was not going to live through this night unscathed. I was almost certain that one of his teeth were embedded in my skin and I could feel the blood oozing out of it. I wanted to say something or at least move. But my legs felt heavy.

I heard the sound of footsteps and I knew that I was about to lose consciousness soon. I tried to get up on shaky legs, but fell back to the ground. A strong pair of arms grabbed me and helped me stand up. When I regained control of my feet, I recognized the familiar warmth. Jaden?

As soon as I was able to hold his hand, I leaned into him and tried to smile. “Sorry... I didn't want to cause you trouble,” I said as I squeezed his hand softly

Jaden smiled sadly, “You never had caused me trouble,” he muttered, his gaze focused on our joined hands

I sighed deeply, “I hope you know that I really am sorry” I whispered

he chuckled lightly and looked at me, “it doesn't matter anyway, everything en
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