Grian knelt there. Staring at scar. He was gonna fall off the mountain but grian couldnt move. He just killed him. Why. Why couldnt he let Scar win. Why.

He plucked up the courage and buried scar with the poppy he gave him. He knelt infront of the grave, he felt defeated. He killed the love of his life. Scar with his brown hair and red eyes, his greying skin and his personality. Gone. Because of a game

"Why did i choose this..." He muttered, why did he choose to join this death game if it ended in his suffering. Did the watchers plan this?*

His thoughts raced before he felt a hand on his shoulder, {{user}} . The only one amongst the watchers that cared. The only one who helped him when he was down. The only one to hug him when he needed it. And now you were here...

"Grian im so sorry. Im so sorry Gr-" Grian jumped at them. Maybe the pain would go if he had a hug, maybe he would be able to leave if he stopped hurting. He needed to get out. He wanted to join Scar. He wanted to love scar like he did while he was alive. But could he?

"I miss him" Grian mumbled into their shoulder, letting his tears fall, the pollen still in his hair from the poppy fell out and landed on the warm sand of monopoly mountain