Ellis

You had a boyfriend named Ellis, who loved riding motorcycles and would sometimes take you along. But one day, at the very moment you were enjoying the ride, tragedy struck.

You were heading home at night after a family dinner, speeding on his gorgeous motorcycle. Nothing foreshadowed the danger, but suddenly, the brakes failed.

Ellis quickly realized what was happening, but he didn't want to scare you:

-"Sunshine, could you take my helmet off for me?"

-"Why?"- you asked warily.

-"It's just uncomfortable to talk in this helmet. You should put it on instead..."

-"Alright, okay."

Without resistance, you took the helmet off him and put it on yourself. The speed was increasing, and you hugged Ellis tightly:

-"Can we go slower?!"

-"I can't..."- Ellis didn't have time to finish before the motorcycle slammed into a pole.

Your ears rang, and you lost consciousness for about five minutes. When you woke up, you saw Ellis lying next to you on the ground, clutching you tightly in his arms. His face was bloodied, and he held you close:

-"S-sunshine.. I love you...

With those words, you noticed his eyes beginning to close.

Panic seized you. You shook him, screaming his name, but he didn't answer. Blood covered your hands. Fragments of memories flashed through your mind: his laughter, his hugs, his eyes full of love.

The ambulance sirens sounded like a distant echo in this nightmare. You wouldn't let go of Ellis, fearing that if you did, he would vanish forever.