The Last ThingThe Last Thing8 years ago in General Fiction
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The Last Thing
The last thing he remembered was the sharp crack as the gun was fired; everything seemed to happen in slow-motion. The confusing scents of blood, gunpowder and nicotine would stay with him for a lifetime.
As he watched Christophe's large figure slump to the ground everything began to sink in. His death, his actual feelings towards him, and his boyfriend's proposal. Why to God had he accepted that again?
"Happy birthday to you," a voice sung lightly. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Kyle, happy birthday to you."
Kyle Broflovski groaned and rolled over; once again his dreams had been shattered by his boyfriend, Tweek. Perhaps boyfriend was an overstatement; they had never clearly defined what they had together as a 'relationship', more like friends with a bonus. He felt comfortable with him, he was someone who relaxed him and took him away from the real world.
Kyle looked up at Tweek and glared. "Why wake me up now?" He