FarewellIt wasn't until tears began to overflow my eyes that I realized I was crying, and I couldn't stop. There I stood in front of my greatest rival - or friend, or something else - blubbering like a complete idiot, failing to make an intelligible sentence. He looked at me concernedly, his hands hovering in the air, unsure what to do. He obviously had never comforted another human being before. "Hug me, damnit," I snapped, tired of his childish demeanor. His embrace was awkward, one hand reaching out at a time, until eventually his arms found their way to my back.More Like This
"Black...I have to go," he stated firmly.
"N-no you don't. You can s-stay here, with me," I managed to splutter out in between sobs.
"But my father-"
Nausea grew in my stomach; the thought of never seeing him again made me want to vomit. "Please N...don't do this," I pleaded, trying to cling on to some bit of hope that he wasn't about to disapp