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Ludwig*Reader DeadLove FLowers pt 2~~6 months later (still Ludwig pov~~BLACKI look at my wrist and buttoned the cuffs and then straightened my collar. I looked behind me for the coat and saw it hung over the edge of a chair. I walked over to it and picked it up. I shrugged into it and looked in the mirror. I buttoned it up. It looked very plain and black. I saw something in the mirror behind me and turned around. On the table was a vase of flowers. I walked over to the table.REDI pulled out a red rose. I twirled it in my fingers for a moment, staring at it. I gripped it to break the stem and something poked my finger. I let go and looked at the stem. A thorn. I looked at my finger and saw a small drop of blood well up on the skin there. I put sown the rose and wiped of the blood. The door opened behind me. I turned slightly to see my father looking in."It is almost time Ludwig." He said with a kind smile. I nodded back."I'm almost ready." The door closed. I looked back at the flower and broke of the thorn. I picke
Ludwig*Reader DeadLoveFlowers~Ludwigs pov~BLACKGone. He was gone. Dead. I felt empty. I sat down on his bed. Hollow. He was dead and there was nothing I could do to bring him back. Nothing whatsoever. I put my head in his hands. I felt like crying. But I had no tears left. I was empty, dry, hollow. I was all alone. I stood up and started pacing.Why? Why did he have to die? Deep down, I knew why but I didn't want to admit it. He died because of me. It was all my fault. If I hadn't brought him to that place. If I hadn't had to go home early. If I hadn't--. I strolled over the the wall and pounded it with my fist. Again and again. I laid my head against the wall. I looked at my hand.REDMy knuckles were red. Red with blood. Blood dripped down my hand. I sighed. The door opened and a hand covered my bleeding one. Ludwig looked up. It was _______. She looked at his hand. She gentle pulled him to sit in the chair. Then she left. I stared after her. She returned with something in her hand. I stared at i