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Charlie Kirk was sitting at Utah Valley university on a Wednesday answering questions like usual and being his usual self answering them horribly.
When suddenly a loud bang could be heard; it was the deafening sound of a bullet. Everyone turned their heads and looked at the stage where there was a large pooling of blood on Charlie's neck; Charlie Kirk just got shot in the neck. the screams and fleeing were instant everyone was terrified, and they were running away for their lives since whoever the sniper was could very much kill them too, but one person stayed; just one person Dean his enemy, his rival, and the person who despised him he couldn't comprehend it, couldn't comprehend that Charlie could die right there and then.
In that moment; His heart was racing faster than ever, as the sound of the sirens of Ambulances and Police cars became more audible. A minute later and the police were on the scene, they got to work immediately by evacuating everyone in there, and looking for any evidence against the killer.
Meanwhile the Ambulance rushed to were Charlie was and put him on a stretcher and rushed him to the ambulance , Dean clenched his fists tightly drawing blood then made his decision quickly and called for the doctors to ask them."wait!, let me go with him please, I'm begging you!" He pleaded with the doctor, the doctor sighed in exhaustion "sure, why not" the doctor replied not giving him a second glance.
Dean sighed in relief as he ran into the ambulance out of breath, but even so his eyes immediately went to Charlie; he was breathing faintly, too faintly he immediately ran to his side and sat down beside him, "Charlie" he said softly, in contrast to the usual harshness he used when speaking to him, Charlie slowly opened his eyelids but just barely, he looked up at dean with an unreadable expression, he then opened his mouth to speak,and instead ended up coughing up blood, he tried again to get out the words he desperatly needed to, in the end he was able to get out two words, just two. "kiss me" Dean was startled by Charlie's request, because they were enemies after all and besides Charlie was homophobic, right? But he didn't have the heart to tell him that and deny him his last request, he didn't know why, he hated him, he despised him even so what changed?
He didn't think about that, instead he leaned down and kissed him his lips moving against Charlie's, and in that second nothing else existed, nothing but them, and whatever it was they shared between them,but unfortunately good moments never last, he was forced back into reality after he noticing that Charlie's body stopped, his hand slipped from his own, his breathing and the faint rise and fall of his chest was gone, he pushed away from him immediately fear and horror etched on his face, he saw the doctors lean back without saying a word, eventually one of them did start talking "he's dead, the bullet hit a major artery he could have never survived it, we're really sorry for your loss-" the doctor kept talking but he wasn't focusing all he could focus on was the lifeless body in front of him, Charlie was dead.
This couldn't be happening,it can't happen, not right after their kiss, his vision starting getting blurry and his cheeks got wet, eventually he realized that he was crying, oh, he hadn't even realized that. they hauled his body out of the Ambulance, he watched his limp body get carried away to the hospital, he was then told to leave by the hospital staff devastated he followed through not in the mood to argue right now.
He didn't remember anything after that, not him ordering and waiting for an uber, nor him going back to his house and entering through the door, but he was currently sitting on his couch, tears were streaming endlessly down his face with a strong aching in his heart that he couldn't explain no matter how hard he tried, Charlie Kirk was..... His enemy, That's what he'd always thought, they'd both been on opposite sides, and he disagreed with all his beliefs completely.
but...... There was this feeling in his heart, he didn't know how he could explain it, he didn't know when or what made it start but he knew that he didn't consider Charlie Kirk his enemy, not anymore, he just wished that... He could've known that sooner, maybe just maybe there would have been a chance for both of them to be side by side, maybe not as lovers but at least as friends, because he knew he could never hold the honor of being his lover no matter what, I mean he's married, with children for fucks sake why would he get with him out of everyone
still he'll treasure the kiss that happened between them in Charlie's last moments for eternity, because, because he loved Charlie, he was in love with him thats the simple truth and he'll honor his memory, maybe not by spreading his beliefs but he'll always visit his grave he'll clean it he'll send his prayers to him he won't stop not until he's dead.
He then decided to check his phone since he had it on DND his phone was filled with tons and tons of notifications about Charlie's death, he decided to check them out and saw that most of them were celebrating his death?!, like it was absolutely nothing too?! How could they?! How dare they?! After all he's human too, isn't he?! He decided to make a response video because he couldn't stay silent, not when it came to Charlie, his eyes were still red and puffy from crying, he breathed shakily then he started talking.
"I cannot believe that there are people genuinely celebrating a person's death, while Charlie Kirk was my enemy, he was still human, and he deserves respect, and empathy especially in such a horrific death I am utterly disgusted by everything I have seen on the internet, if you are happy about his death then you should unfollow me immediately and block me , because you are inhumane, sending prayers to Charlie Kirk And his family may he rest in peace forever" dean said into the camera
Dean closed the video then he posted it not caring about losing followers because he made a promise to himself that he'll never break and he would lose everything to keep it, "rest assured Charlie I ill always mourn you, they say no one mourns the wicked but.... Maybe that sentence was supposed to be no, one mourns the wicked, one comma that's all it took to change the meaning, kind of like how that one kiss was all it took for me to fall for you, rest in peace my love" he said out loud to himself closing his eyes and laying back.
THE END.