When the night was, full of terrors.

You loved your boyfriend, Jason, with your whole heart. There was no denying that. You’d do anything for him.

And you were apart of the prophecy, and you thought it’d go well, like usual prophecies.

Wrong. It went horrible. Jason ended up getting literally stabbed. Once you saw his condition, your heart dropped.

“It’s okay, I’m okay.” Jason barely managed out to you, while you were bawling, while he had a soft smile the whole time still, holding your hand gently.

“Please don’t cry.” He said, squeezing your hand slightly.