the carpal tunnel of love [chapter thirty]

Chapter Thirty
My Heart Is the Worst Kind of Weapon

Pete's POV

This story's getting old.

The home wrecker with a heart of gold.

Keep you locked up in the trunk of my mind.

K-K-Keep talking, keep this alive.

Patrick's POV

I ran in the direction that Alexis had gone and kept on running. It was now raining outside when I saw her lying in the street. "Alexis?" I ran over to her body. "Alexis?" I shook her arm. "P-Patrick?" she said, trying to get up. "Alexis, oh my God, what happened, I'm so sorry, what have I done?" I said, cradling her in my arms. "It's okay now, I won't be around much longer, a car, it, it hit me as I ran," she said. "No, no," I sobbed, choking on my own tears which mixed with the beating rain. "You know, it was always for the best, I'm sorry the pain I caused," Alexis whispered, her life force fading away.

I'll be there when your heart stops beating,

I'll be there when your last breath's taken away,

In the dark, when there's no one listening

In the times we both get carried away.

"Please, don't go, just, just stay I'll get you to a hospital," I tried to say through my choking tears and sobs. "Patrick, thank you, this is more than I could have ever asked for, I love- I love-," Alexis said in the last breath she would ever take. "What, Alexis, what do you love?" I said, trying not to realize she was gone. "Alexis," I whispered, putting my head over her chest. There was no heart beat. Alexis was gone, forever.

The end.