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Countdown of Chaos

Seven days until the world is finally going to end. Seven things I still have to take care of. My name is Charlotte Johnson and this is the Apocalypse. A short fictional story about the waiting-right-outside-the-door ending of the world - and what Charlotte does because of it. In the time span of seven short days, everything changes. What would you do? (Translation of my own finished story "Countdown des Chaos" into the english language)

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The fourth day - Let's stay together

"After all, it's the only shot we have."

I kept thinking about that sentence until long after Joe had fallen asleep. Our world couldn't really be saved at this point. The biggest harm was us, humanity. Maybe we've missed our chance. We treated this planet way too thoughtless and destroyed a miracle in the process.

Maybe it was a good thing that we were all going to die. The earth would be rid of us and could recover, like it has done before and will probably do again. And then it can bring forward new, breathtaking things. We just wouldn't be there to see it. And maybe that was just fine.

And exactly that lead me to the idea to get a tattoo. I wanted something to be permanent, to last while I would not. And I wanted to share it with Joe, so that we would have a bond that lasts forever.

He was just waking up next to me. I didn't want to take him by surprise like that right away, so I waited until breakfast.

"Joe?"

"Mmm?" he hummed as he was biting into a croissant with relish.

"I was thinking about getting a tattoo... a King & Queen matching tattoo, to be exact. I want something that connects us even when we aren't here anymore. What do you think about it?"

I anxiously bit my lip and waited for his reaction.

He put on a brooding look, then he asked me whether I had a picture. Sure I did, I had immediately googled it the night before and found what I had been looking for. It was the red Heart K and Q like those printed on card decks.

Joes rough voice tilted me back into reality. He had agreed.

"some time later"

I was looking at my finger in disbelief. We did it. For real! I had the red Q for Queen and Joe had a K for King. I took his hands and looked into his slightly misted, beautiful blue eyes. God, how much I loved him. Contently, I smiled and he put an arm around my waist.

The apocalypse slowly unraveled as the best thing that had ever happened to me. Maybe we'd be so much happier if we did what we desired more often instead of waiting until we weren't able to do it anymore and life in constant regret.