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17/07/2023
A faint ringtone sound was heard across the hallway, it was 2:00AM and Apollo was quietly asleep but the phone was persistent, many calls and messages notifications Apollo finally got up to answer it.
Never had he know that the simple call that he thought was ust some baseless spam would change his life for good in the bad sens of the word.
“Apollo! Have you finaly answred,its Ares!” Said a woman on the phone,Athena, she was crying as she spoke.
The man felt a cold drop of sweat running down his face as he heard his best friend's name being said by a crying erson, he naturally assumed the worst. he gulped down the fear and anxiety and hesitantly spoke “Yes, what is it? what's up with Ares?”
“Ares is dead!” She said while sobbing, the sobs making it hard for her to coherently say words but Apollo has heard her loud and clear, yet he wished he hasn't.
His vison went blank and his ears started ringing, Athena's cries of sadness became a sort of background noises as he fell to his knees. he couldn't believe it and he wouldn't unless he sees it for himself. Everything felt so unreal, he was feeling numb ‘maybe it’s all a bad dream… Ares would never die without putting up a fight at least…!’ he looked down at the phone in his hands, Athena has already hng up and all he can see wa his lockscreen which was a picture of him and Ares during their first day of officially working together, that night nothing could stop him from breaking down and crying for the loss of the other part of his soul, his one and only soulmate.
He cried for hours on end reminiscing all of his memories with Ares, his partner for life, the man who was the sole reason on why he was here today, his entire source of happiness.
He sat on the edge of the bed, the faint sound of the rain could be heard hitting into the glass windows in his room, he felt that he has had his heart riped out of his body yet he know that it would hurt less than having lost his shine.
As more time passed the only thoughts circling his mind was to join his best friend but he knew it was a dumb idea, he really knew that it wasn’t gonna fix anything.
He sat up and started thinking to himself, he thought about his parents, his friends, his past relationships and most importantly, he thought about Ares. The man has been there with him since the beginning of all, he was with him through his downfall and through his success, from crying on his shoulders to laughing with him.
He got up and walked to the bathroom and saw his misserable self, tears still all over his face, his eyes red from crying and what was once shinny blonde hair became a matted dark mess, he didn't know what to do.
30/07/2023
The days seemed to pass in a daze, everything felt so empty for Apollo. The funeral passed which made him grasp in the reality of the situation, and it hit him like a truck.
Everything seemed to remind him of the man whom he loves so much that he would give his whole body up just to please him. he wanted to die, his only reason to live has vanished so the only logical remedy for his pathetic state was the warm embrace of death.
02/08/2023
the rope felt warm around his neck, the soft moonlight coming through the windows, the sound of the cars outside and the drunken laughter from the bar nearby, the letters he has exchanged with Ares throughout the years sitting in the coffee table. After one last deep breath he fastened the rope around his neck and dropped from the chair, he didn't struggle, he only cried out of happiness at the thought of meeting his best friend soon in the afterlife at least.
3:06AM 02/08/2023 marked the start of the sun's eternal slumber, as its fire died down to join its moon, happy and peacefully asleep forever.