*6 months later*
Lachlan's gone.
The police have looked everywhere. They searched the state. They searched the country. They searched in Australia. Nowhere.
He's completely gone.
I explored what remained of my home. All I found was a blood stain on a couch cushion in the destroyed basement.
He's gone.
I've stopped recording. I don't talk to anyone. I can't. It'll remind me of him. I neglect showering and eating in this tiny apartmenmt. The bags under my eyes are boldly dark. I've developed the beginnings of a beard. I can't do anything anymore.
He's too far gone.
I resist sleeping because the nightmares are too severe. I see him. In that tunnel. And every time I run to him. And every time I fall down into nothingness. The nothingness is the life I live.
Without him I am nothing.
He's gone.
I have nothing to do but repeat it.
He's gone.
He's gone.
He's gone.
He gone and I'm nothing...
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From The Dust: A TBNRduty Fanfiction
FanfictionEveryone falls in love. But it can be hard. Especially when you thought you were straight. Preston and Lachlan are in love. But how will they handle things when disaster strikes? Can they stay together? Or will somebody else fall?
