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"What's something you're scared of?" I asked Dawn, hand running through her hair as we were laid up in my room watching TV. "Dying." She said simply. That answer gave me chills. I wish she didn't have to be put in the position she was in. I wish I could take her place for her so she wouldn't have to go through what she's going through. I just wish this was all a dream that I would wake up from any second. And every time I pinch myself, I'm a-fucking-wake. "What about you?" She asked snapping me right out of my thoughts. "You dying.." It was quiet for a while and it seemed as if we were both in deep thought. "I love you." She said leaning her head back against my chest.
1. (Prologue)
