I will be with her again or I will die. There arent any other options

Meghan whispered a voice heart wrenchingly familiar drawing me out of the void. I recognized it immediately just as I realized it was a figment of my desperate imagination because the real owner of that voice would never be here talking to me.AshWake up he murmured his deep voice cutting through the layers of the darkness. Dont do this. If you dont come out of this soon youll fade away and drift forever. Fight it. Come back to us.I didnt want to wake up. There was nothing but pain waiting for me in the real world. If I was asleep I couldnt feel anything. If I was asleep I didnt have to face Ash and the cold contempt on his face when he looked at me. Darkness was my retreat my sanctuary. I drew back from Ashs voice deeper into the comforting blackness. And through the layer of dreams and delirium I heard a quiet sob.Please. A hand gripped mine real and solid anchoring me to the present. I know what you must think of me but The voice broke off took a ragged breath. Dont leave it whispered. Meghan dont go. Come back to me.

His breath hitched and he regarded me hungrily. Youre playing with fire you know that Thats weird considering youre an ice prin I didnt get any further as Ash leaned in and kissed me.

You are my heart my life my entire existence. -Ash

She didnt understand that. How can anyone be afraid of loveHow can they not His face was completely aghast. When you love someone... truly love them friend or lover you lay your heart open to them. You give them a part of yourself that you give to no one else and you let them inside a part of you that only they can hurtyou literally hand them the razor with a map of where to cut deepest and most painfully on your heart and soul. And when they do strike its cripplinglike having your heart carved out. It leaves you naked and exposed wondering what you did to make them want to hurt you so badly when all you did was love them. What is so wrong with you that no one can keep faith with you That no one can love you To have it happen once is bad enough... but to have it repeated Who in their right mind would not be terrified of that