Random Short Stories

The Last Time

I knelt on the blood covered pavement as rain poured down and thunder cackled. Tears ran down my pale cheeks as his hand turned to ice in mine. I brushed a strand of his jet black hair out of his face and kissed his blue lips for the last time. That's when the world started flashing red and blue and a screeching siren set dogs off howling. I don't know what happened after that, all I remember is being pulled away.