Counting Seconds, Runaways

May 14, 2009 11:01

Counting Seconds,
Runaways
drabble

this fic has been remixed here

Teenagers think they are immortal.

Chase had been ready to die since he was 13.

Not that anything special had happened that year. It had just started making sense to him then. Everyone dies, some earlier than others.

It was like walking around with a doomsday clock hanging over his head, one only he could see.

Chase never thought someone elses clock would run out before his. He's always assumed he'd be the first to die of anyone he knew.

First his parents.

Then Gert.

Why do the people Chase loves, the people who are better than him always die. Why is he always left. Counting seconds.

runaways, drabble, remixed, angst

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