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please dont let it go

Please Dont Let It Go.

The sun shone down on the pretty scene below. Wedding cars parked in a neat line, white marquees decorated with flowers sheltered the guests from the heat, a band played soft music carried off by a gentle summer breeze, children scampered around on the grass and right in the centre of it all stood the cake. 6 tiers high with a little model of the bride and groom sat proudly on top.
Laughing and talking filled the air, the drinks flowed and the smiles spread like wildfire. The groom stood up and tapped a spoon to his glass.
Thank you everybody for such a beautiful ceremony, were so glad to see everyone that we love here on our special day. But I think now is the time to hear form my best man, Bam. The crowd gave a round of applause as a rather embarrassed looking Bam stood up with his piece of crumpled paper.
Thanks Ville. He began rather quietly.
I put this to you, what is love? Love is the key to the door of happiness; love is friendship set on fire, love is like receiving a glimpse of heaven and learning the song in a soul mates heart, then singing it to them when theyve forgotten it. Someone once said; we are each of us angels with only one wing and we can only fly while embracing each other. I think this fits perfectly for today for this gorgeous couple have been joined as one, for forever and always. Enough of my rambling though, a toastTo Ville and Steffi, may all their ups and downs be between the sheets! The crowd roared as they raised their glasses.
To Ville and Steffi! They chorused.
A little way off something was stirring behind the bushes. A shadowy looking figure peered out at the goings on of the party. He pushed his long black hair from his face and scowled. He felt a knot tie in his stomach and a lump stuck in his throat when he spied her. She was so happy and smiling but with the wrong man.
That should be me. He muttered to himself. He couldnt stand it any longer. Standing up he turned for one final look. His eyes met hers. Within a heartbeat she had turned away. There was no point in staying.
Steffis eyes widened. Her maid of honour Charlotte waved a hand In front of the brides eyes.
Whats the matter? You look like youve seen a ghost. She laughed. Steffi half smiled.
I just thought I saw something strange thats all. The band changed the song and Ville held out his hand.
Care to dance Mrs. Valo? He smiled. She obliged and off they danced. The best man, Bam was stood at the door to the marquee with a few of his friends. Charlotte pulled him to the dance floor and he danced reluctantlyCompton style!
The whole congregation danced long into the night, until it was time for the bride and groom to depart for their Honeymoon.
Before my wife and I depart wed just like to thank you all for a wonderful day, it truly has been amazing. The people we have to thank most other than our dear parents are our best friends Bam and Charlotte. To say thank you for all you have done for us we would like you to come with us on our Honeymoon around Europe. Charlotte and Bam were amazed.
What about our luggage? Charlotte asked unable to quite take it in.
Wellwhilst weve all been celebrating I got some little helpers to fetch all the things youd need and bring them to the car! Steffi laughed. Everyone clapped as the couples got into the car which drove off into the night.
The next morning, after a rather heated, intimate night for the newlyweds, the two couples set off for their first destination, Paris.
I love you Steffi. Ville said kissing her and holding her hand as they walked towards the plane. She smiled back at him.
I love you too my darling. Charlotte awwed at them but Bam seemed to be in a world of his own riding his skateboard ((Which he insisted was hand luggage)) up the stairs to the plane. She sighed at him and taking his hand they entered the plane.
After they had been in the air for a couple of hours Charlotte got a bad feeling in her stomach. Bam had fallen asleep on her shoulder clutching his skateboard like a teddy. She looked over to Ville, his eyes closed and Steffi looking out of the window listening to music. Charlotte bit her thumbnail; she knew something was wrong she just didnt know what or why.
Hahahaha look at Bam! Steffi whispered. Charlotte jumped.
Hehehe yeah isnt he cute! she said unconvincingly. Steffi knew her friend well and could tell something was wrong.
Whats the matter? Charlotte shook her head. Steffi sighed.
Somethings obviously wrong. Youre never this quiet and youve been biting your nails. Charlotte sat back in her seat.
I dont know Ive just got a funny feeling. Dont ask me why I just get the feeling somethings gonna go wrong. Steffi sighed.
Whats the worst thing that could happen? Bams probably just brought Vito or something; he shouldnt be too bad to get rid of. Charlotte nodded in agreement, but deep down the feeling remained.
They dropped their belongings off at the hotel and caught a taxi into Central Paris. Bam skated along the pavements but slow enough so he could still hold Charlottes hand.
This reminds me of when Ape and Phil were in Paris for their anniversary. Remember I borrowed your tour bus Ville. Ville laughed.
Oh yeah, never did see that bus again. Bam shifted.
By the way girlies, Ville and I have a last minute surprise for you tonight. The girls looked at each other.
Ville baby what is it tell me please, please? Steffi begged, tugging on his arm. He just shook his head and laughed.
Youll have to wait and see but you cant go wearing those clothes. They walked away from the Eiffel Tower back to the boutiques in the heart of Paris.
Steffi drooled over the window of one of the shops. She saw her dream dress right in front of her.
The price! she couldnt believe it. Ville shrugged and went inside.
Bonjour, tu as parl en Anglaise? The woman nodded.
Id like to get my wife a dress like that one in the window. But I need it by tonight. The woman thought for a moment.
Tonight? Ill see what we can do. Steffi went behind a curtain and the woman measured her.
Voila. Let us start at once! You can come back for her in 3 hours and well be done! They said their goodbyes and left Steffi to get her dress made.
It was not long before Charlotte saw a beautiful blue dress.
Bammi its beautiful! she ran inside and checked the label.
Its the last one and in my size! Bam signalled for the shop assistant who took down the dress and wrapped it neatly and put it in a box.
Are you sure? Charlotte asked with a smile.
Of course youre my fianc stupid! Bam laughed.
Back at the hotel that evening the girls were showing each other their dresses. Charlotte looked like a beautiful princess and Steffi a 1950s film star. Bam walked in wearing his burgundy blazer and normal attire and Ville wearing a tux.
Where are we going? asked the girls. Bam and Ville looked at each other with a grin.
Well we heard a certain Phantom of the Opera was playing at the Paris Opera Hall tonight and just happened to get the last four tickets. Ville boasted with a smirk. The girls were astounded.
Oh my god our favourite show! Thank you boys so much! Charlotte squealed. Steffi ran up to Ville and planted a big kiss on his lips, Charlotte then doing the same to Bam who picked her up and spun her round the penthouse.
Your carriage awaits you ladies. Bam announced.
Everyone gasped at the couples as they walked to the hotel entrance, everyone especially gasping at Charlotte and how beautiful she looked in her dress.
Le fille est tres beaux! One woman gasped. They stood on the steps outside the hotel waiting for their mystery ride to show. A beautiful sunset danced around the dusk clouds as a warm breeze sauntered through the streets. A neigh rang out in the air as a carriage pulled by 4 jet black horses pulled up to the hotel.
This is just like a fairytale! Steffi gasped. Ville stroked her back the way she liked.
Its our honeymoon darling and I intend to make the most of it. Bam and Charlotte enjoyed a lengthy kiss before they all climbed in and the horses trotted off into the direction of the Opera House.
However storm clouds gathered in the distance, one of the downsides to a hot summer. Dropping a cigarette onto the pavement, the figure dressed in black stomped on it with one of his New Rocks and snarled his black lined lips curling. Hollering for a taxi he followed them to the opera house.
She cant leave me this time. He thought to himself. With a low chuckle he twiddled his thumbs and contemplated his malicious plan.
The opera house stood grand and ornate. Ornate figures placed all around, covered with gold leaf lined the halls. Red satin upholstery laced the seats and walls.
This really is amazing and in Box 5 too! Its the one thats supposed to be left for the Phantoms use! I love you so much Bammi. Charlotte beamed in awe. The last of the crowed gathered in, everybody dressed in their best clothes; it really was a breathtaking sight.
Look! They even have those little binoculars you see in the movies. Bam picked up a pair marvelling at the sparkly glass lenses. The others rolled their eyes as one of the lenses popped out into Bams hand. A sudden low, quiet drum roll set the mood as the lights went down leaving only the chandelier alight.
The whole way through the fist half the girls eyes were clapped to the stage. Bam gradually began to drift off but woke suddenly every time La Carlotta boomed her words. Ville found this funny. He could tell Bam hated every minute. Bam looked over the balcony, how he longed to jump or to do something crazy but he knew Charlotte would kill him and so would the Opera House owners for the damage and also the people hed land on. His hands twitched in restlessness. Steffi and Charlotte stood up as the Phantom came on stage clapping as he sang the first line of the song. It was a beautiful performance; With the Phantom trying desperately to get Christine to love him but with Raoul getting between them every time.
The curtain went down for the interval and the crowd stood up giving a round of applause for such professionalism. Charlotte made a face.
Im dying for a pee; Ill be back in a minute. Anybody want me to bring some ice-cream for them? the others nodded. And so up she got and scampered down the spiral staircase towards the toilets.
She daintily clip-clopped back up the stairs, a man with long black hair, tight black clothing passed her. She turned to look once more. Hes a funny man she thought to herself. The man looked back to her and winked. The nauseating feeling came back into her stomach and her heart pumped fast as she ran two steps at a time back to where they were selling ice-cream.
Steffi and Ville were sat kissing and Bam had another pair of binoculars to play around with. Charlotte handed them their ice creams and sat down looking flushed. Bam kissed her deeply.
Did you get there in time? he asked. She nodded.
Yeah plenty of time, its just a little further to go in these shoes than I remembered. It wasnt long before the second half began. Bam went into a sulky mood longing to go back to the hotel room to get drunk and have fun. Both couples soon settled and sat arm in arm and hand in hand with one another. Eventually as the show went on Bam began to enjoy it, not that hed ever admit it of course!
When the tears had been shed at the end and the little tin monkey had ceased playing, the crowds began to disperse.
That was one of the most amazing things Ive seen in my life! Steffi stretched. Her husbands emerald green eyes twinkled in the soft lighting. How beautiful he was.
The nights not over yet. Were going down onto the stage for a look aroundbut after I have a fag, Im desperate. Ville then and there took out his trusty friends and lit up breathing out the white smoke as though it were something precious.
Ah thats the stuff. He sighed taking another deep breath.
The stage was bigger than it looked from the box. Ville still puffing on a cigarette stood centre stage and opened his arms.
The stage, ah my old friend! Ville bellowed. He then started singing his beautiful voice sounding out into the silence.
Charlotte and Steffi were stood further back admiring the whole scene before them. The strange man lurked in the shadow, watching their every move. He untied a rope in front of him which loosened the trapdoor the girls were standing over somewhat. Steffi heard it creak and stepped off it. Just as she did the man came running out of the shadows. Pulling the rope he grabbed Charlottes waist and down they plummeted through several trapdoors into darkness. Steffi screamed as Bam jumped after them. Ville took her hand and nodded. Down, down, down they fell.
The three of them landed in a heap. Steffi was amazed that the heels of her shoes hadnt broken off, however her ankles hurt from the fall. Ville picked himself and Bam up and they looked around. They found themselves to be in a small, dark, damp tunnel. There was no sign of charlotte or the man, just a scrap of blue fabric from where shed landed.
Is everyone ok? Bam asked. Steffi peered down the tunnel.
Ville and Bam you two head down the tunnel behind us. Ill go this way She began.
No, you cant go on your own, Ville you go with your wife and ill go this way on my own. Steffi didnt seem sure but deep down she was glad not to be alone.
They trudged down the tunnel holding onto one anothers hand. Steffi shook slightly and pulled her cardigan around her.
Did u see who it was that grabbed her? Ville asked as they turned the corner out of sight.
No. Steffi lied. She had a good idea who it was. It couldnt be a coincidence he turns up on her wedding day and then just so happens to be in Paris on the same weekend. Ville nodded in dismay. The tunnel ahead was dark, they must be deep under the Opera House, or even Paris itself by now.
Bam hummed a little tune to himself. He wasnt scared; hed seen worse places in Charlottes horror movies. The dripping of water from the roof seemed to scream out at him along with the silence. He looked behind him for his friends but they seemed to be long gone. The only way for him now was forwards. He turned around once again just to make sure they werent going to jump out at him when he walked into something heavy hanging from the ceiling.
Ouch, what kinda sick ass place is this? Shackles on the ceiling what the? He heard footsteps. Turning around he was punched full frontal in the face. He fell to the floor and hit his head. He blacked out.
Ville and Steffi soon stopped in their tracks.
Weve been going for ages now. Maybe we should turn Ville started. They stopped where the tunnel split into two roads. One went left, the other right.
Now what? Ville sighed.
You go down to the right and I go to the left. Steffi let go of Villes hand and gave him a goodbye kiss.
Im not sure about leaving you alone in these tunnels. He said. Steffi looked at her feet.
I know, I know but I just couldnt live with myself if anything happened to my best friend. A tear rolled down her cheek. He wiped it with his thumb.
I know darling, but I couldnt live with myself if you were taken from me. They kissed again; each knew they would have to go on separately.
Taking a deep breath in they went their separate ways. Ville looked back as Steffi made her way along the tunnel. Please let her stay safe he thought to himself. As he trudged along in the darkness he sensed he wasnt alone. He turned quickly. No one. He turned again. Nothing. Then all of a suddenBANG! The tunnel began to cave in, he tried to run back but there was too much dust to work out which way was the right way. He pulled out his asthma pump and put it to his mouth. Spluttering he fell to the floor. Thennothing.
Steffi heard a low rumble. She stopped. Please let Villie be ok she said to herself crossing her fingers. The draught from the tunnel was chilly and seemed to go right through her. Turning a corner she stopped dead in her tracks. She could hear chains being pulled along. She stayed facing forwards too afraid to look behind, for fear of something jumping out at her. The rattling noise ceased. She walked on into the black silence. There it was again, the sound. It seemed to be coming form a distance, almost as if something were being hoisted up. A chill ran down her spine, she didnt like this one bit. Green moss hung from the roof of the tunnel just visible in the dim light, the dripping of water made her jump at every instance. Thats when the footsteps started. Looking around in a panic she looked for somewhere to hide but there was nowhere. Whoever it was, was wearing heavy boots.
He stopped behind her, oh how he longed to have her back in his arms. He put an arm around her waist and another up to her neck and breathed in the familiar perfume.
Ville? She questioned. He turned her to face him and a look of terror swept her face.
Joey. Why? You, at, at the wedding, in the theatrenow. She fainted. He chuckled, his low gruff chuckle and pulled her by the wrists around the corner. They were now in a wider foyer lit by 3 burning torches on either side of the stone walls. An arched doorway stood ominously in the background. The whole place smelt damp and musty from years of neglect. She stirred slightly on the cold floor. Joey nudged her with his foot and her eyes flickered open.
Where are we? Wheres Ville? Where are Charlotte and Bam? Whatve you done to them? She got up carefully trying not to topple over in her shoes and hit Joey on the chest, hard.
Im sorry but I didnt want to have to do this to you baby. He rummaged in his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief which he used to gag her. She didnt resist, nobody could hear her screams down here anyway. He pulled out a long piece of rope from the other pocket and tied it around her wrists.
You want to see what Ive done with your friends? She nodded.
As you wish! He opened the green door and pushed her inside. Bam was wearing a straight jacket and had been stuffed inside an old fashioned torture device which was hanging from the ceiling. Ville had been hoisted into the air by chains, unable to move, blood dripping from his face which was cut and bruised. Both were unconscious. Charlotte was laid and tied down in her beautiful blue dress on a rack. The guillotine was missing, luckily. She looked like sleeping beauty.
Whu yu du thu? Dowe? She sobbed into her gag. She tried to run over to Charlotte but Joey grabbed the rope around her wrists and took her towards an altar at the far end of the chamber.
Ville began to rouse. His head thumped and his chest was tight. He weakly turned his face to see he was chained and shackled by the ankles and wrists at least 3 foot into the air. He struggled to break free. Once his eyes had gotten used to the dim light he began to remember what had happened to him, he heard a distinct moan a few feet away from him and saw Bam locked in his cage.
Bam, Bam, you ok? Ville rattled his chains attracting his friends attention. Bam wobbled slightly.
Yeah, look what that mofuckers done to Charlotte. Charlotte was still unconscious. Ville gasped. His attention was attracted to a figure standing in the shadows. He couldnt make out who it was and he didnt recognise the voice either.
Wheres my wife? Ville shouted into the darkness.
How should I know dude? Bam moaned. Ville rolled his eyes and struggled some more to loosen the shackles from the walls.
Not you Bam. The figure laughed evilly.
Shes getting ready for the ceremony. The voice was deep yet piercing. Villes head throbbed.
What ceremony? Let her go you fuckin The figure moved away in the direction to another door across the room. He stopped as he reached it and turned, his long black hair shielding his face from them.
Now, nowthats not going to get her backnothing will. Shes mine. Mine! As soon as Steffi and I are married, youre all freeshes saving you, I dont know why if it were up to me Id have you all slaughtered. Ville began to cry at his words.
She wont marry you! I wont let her! Just kill me! Kill me and let her go. The man shook his head laughing as he left through the other door. Bam sat gawping.
Shit dude Bam exclaimed desperately trying to get out of the straightjacket.
Charlotte opened one eye.
Has he gone? She hissed sitting up.
Baby, youre ok! Bam smiled. Ville sighed in relief.
Hes got her! He has Steffi! Charlotte got up and dropped the rope she was tied down with.
It took me bloody ages to untie those sodding knots. She ran over to Bam and held him tightly in her arms through the bars. She kissed him and turned to Ville. Charlotte pulled a hairgrip from her hair and reached up on tip toes to Villes shackles, she used the grip like a skeleton key and released one hand and foot at a time so he didnt fall. They both then tried to find a way to get Bam out from behind the bars. They untied the buckles on his straightjacket and he fought, kicking and breaking the thin bars allowing his escape. He held Charlotte in his arms and kissed her passionately. Ville ran over to the door and ran his hand down it; he knew the woman he loved was just a few feet away, risking her whole life to save theirs. Bam and Charlotte joined him. Bam put his ear to the door.
Steffi stood at the altar next to Joey, tears rolling down her face. He smiled at her and her weakly back at him.
Not long now my darling, your friends will be freed and I will have you to spend the rest of my life with. He kissed her forehead roughly. The smell of stale cigarettes reminded her of Ville and how she longed to be back in his arms. A hooded figure appeared in front of them chanting in tongues. Joey gripped hold of Steffis hand tightly, so tightly it scared her. The hooded figure held a knife out in front of the couple. Joey stuck his chest out as the figure slashed his chest and catching the dripping blood in a goblet. Joey winced. Steffi couldnt help but let a tear escape down her cheek as he slashed her chest, like he had done to Joeys and catching it in the goblet. She screamed in pain at the deepness of the gash.
A chill ran down Villes spine as he heard a faint scream.
Whats he doing to her? He panicked. Charlotte put a calming hand on his shoulder.
I dont know, shell be alright though. He wouldnt hurt her if he wanted her that much Ville. Ville nodded solemnly. He shakily pulled out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket and puffed out the smoke, hoping it would calm his nerves, which it didnt. Bam pushed them out the way with his hands and walked back several feet before running and launching himself as hard as he could at the heavy wooden door.
Fuck. He gripped his shoulder as he ricochet off the wood and landed on the stone floor with a thud.
So maybe that wont work. He wheezed, the force of the blow winded him. Charlotte thought for a moment.
There has to be another way out of here. The three of them began looking around for another exit, to no avail.
Yo, dude lets fucking bash this mofucking door down. Bam handed each of them a bar from the device he had been held captive in earlier, after stamping the bars free.
Steffi heard a quiet thud from the entrance, secretly hoping her friends would come bursting through at any moment to save her. The hooded figure, who by now she had realised was the priest poured a circle of clear liquid around the couple who were standing by the altar. He made them drink from the goblet containing the mix of their blood and beckoned for Steffi to lie on the altar with the silent movement of his hand. She felt sick from drinking blood and the stinging feeling in her chest, the mix made her want to gag. Suddenly there came an almighty bang from the door BANG, BANG, BANG. Joey swirled around to see the door being shattered into pieces. As the heavy door swung open, he pulled a match from his pocket and struck it down the side of the altar. He dropped it onto the liquid which ignited with a fizz sending flames engulfing around the altar in a ring of fire. Ville stampeded into the room followed by Charlotte and Bam to see their old friend Joey sitting over Steffi who he had pinned down to the altar. She was screaming, Ville felt so helpless watching her writhe as he began to violate her. Bam seized the priest and began throttling him until he passed out onto the floor. Charlotte called out to her friend.
Steffi, hang on! Were gonna get you outa here! She called mumbling,
Somehow. Quietly to herself, she looked around to see Ville clutching the metal bar in his hands still.
Ville... She panicked that he might kill Joey. Villes eyes filled with rage at the sight of his helpless wife being violated right in front of his eyes.
Fucking Im coming Steffi! He screamed running towards the fiery altar. Joey in a panic reached for the knife at his feet and held it to her chest. Ville jumped past the flames and stood inches away form where Joey held the knife to Steffis chest.
If you come any closer Ill fucking kill her. Joey snarled. Ville held the pole up ready to strike.
Fuckin give up Joey, you know its over. Just give her to me! Ville persisted. Joey shook his head and in a fit of rage dug the knife deep into the already deep gash opening it up fully sending blood dripping down her pale skin. Steffi screamed out in the agony and mouthing the words I love you weakly to Ville she fell unconscious.
If I cant fucking have her then no motherfucker in this world can! Joey spat. Blood poured from the wound to her chest as Steffi lay as still as the grave in Joeys arms. Charlotte and Bam stood nearby desperately trying to extinguish the flames. Bam jumped in to help Ville. He grabbed Joey from behind and pulled him out of the flames and onto the cold ground. Ville joined him and began to pummel Joey until blood dripped from his mouth. Joey fought back trying to lash out at his oppressors but Bam and Ville kept hitting and hitting until there was nothing but a bloody pulp left of Joey. Charlotte ran to the altar and held her finger to her friends pulse. She couldnt find one.
Fuck sakes we need to get her out of here now! I cant find a pulse! Ville turned, tears streaming down his face.
Steffi, my precious darling, He wept as the three of them struggled to pick her up and carry her through the tunnels back to where they had fallen into the trapdoor.
Ville went with Steffi in the ambulance, with Bam and Charlotte following in a taxi. Ville collapsed in a heap as they carted her off to the emergency room. There was only a limited amount of French he could understand but he figured what they were saying to each other wasnt good at all. Charlotte and Bam comforted him as they sat and waited in a family room set aside for the family and friends of patients.
Oh god, oh god, I cant loose her, Bam, if I loose her I cant go on! Ville wailed leaning on his friend for support. Bam silently patted Ville on the back.
Dont be a nidiot shes gonna be fine. Bam tried to reassure Ville. Charlotte blinked back the tears, fearing the worst for her friend and what they had all gone through tonight. Ville quietly sang to himself whilst thinking about his wife sprawled out in the emergency room.
So please don't let it
Please don't let it go
'Cause if you won't let it I won't let it go
So please don't let it
Please don't let it go
'Cause if you won't let it I won't let it go. After about an hour one of the consultants appeared at the door, the three sat up awaiting what he had to say. Ville had a horrible nauseating feeling in the pit of his stomach.
Shes dead, shes Ville began, his eyes welling up. The consultants face remained poised.
She suffered severe punctures to both lungs and her heart. Im afraid we couldnt save her. Charlotte and Ville began to cry hysterically on Bams shoulders. Bam gawped at the doctor.
Im so sorry. He commiserated.
NO! NO! NO! Ville screamed punching the walls hard.
Can we see her please? Charlotte asked sobbing. The consultant nodded.
Ill bring you through now. He said quietly.
They slowly followed him into a quiet side room. Ville ran to the bedside and pulled the sheet back, revealing her cold, pale face. He gripped her hand gently and sobbed into the sheets. Charlotte stood hugging her face into Bams shirt unable to look at her friend. Bam stroked Charlottes hair, the first time hed had to be sensible in his whole life, wellthe first time hed managed to be sensible. Charlotte let him go and ran out of the room gagging and breathing in the stuffy air.
Ill errleave you alone with her. He sidled out of the door banging into several stands and pieces of equipment as he tried to leave, putting on a grimace as he left. Ville leaned over and Kissed Steffi on her cold stiff lips.
My precious darling, what has he done to you? I should be me, baby not you, oh god, you died to save me. Tears streamed down his face landing on her milk white skin with a gentle plop.
I love you so much. He bawled, resting his head on the cold steel bar of the bed, looking at the still, peaceful face his wife had.
I just hope those angels take care of you for me darling, coz I dont know how Im going to manage without you. A sudden idea crept its way into Villes mind. The nurse came in to see a faint smile on Villes face.
Im sorry but we need to get the body out of here now, well contact you about undertakers and whatnot. Ville nodded and kissed his wife goodbye for the last time telling her he loved her.
The day of Steffis funeral came all too soon for Ville. He stood up at the lectern and addressed the solemn crowd before him.
Ladies and gentlemen, Im so thankful for you for coming to Steffis funeral. She was a loving wife to me and a darling best friend to Charlotte and Bam. Its only fair that we give her the final moments she deserves, which is why Id love and Im sure she would too on this final day for you to join with me and sing,
Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom

The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you

She was the sun
Shining upon
The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail
He was the moon
Painting you
With it's glow so vulnerable and pale

Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom

The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you

She was the wind, carrying in
All the troubles and fears you've for years tried to forget
He was the fire, restless and wild
And you were like a moth to that flame

The heretic seal beyond divine
A prayer to a god who's deaf and blind
The last rites for souls on fire
Three little words and a question why

Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom

The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you. Ville wiped back the tears as the crowd exploded into applause as he, Charlotte and Bam left the church with the coffin being carried by Dunn, Jukka, Tony Hawk, Johnny Knoxville, Raab and Dico followed close behind. They got outside and breathed in the cold, crisp air, watching the coffin being gently being put back inside the hearse, ready for taking to the cemetery.
Ville stayed by his wifes graveside until late that night. He sang songs quietly to her and told her all about what had happened at the funeral. He traced over and over the S tattooed on his ring finger and smiled secretively to himself. The cemetery was lonely and dark, all the guests from the funeral would be long gone but it didnt matter to Ville, all that mattered was being with his wife.
I love you Steffi Valo, baby, theres no reason for me to carry on without you, I just, I have to be with you again, I want to be with you for eternity, not in this world, this world means nothing without you, Im following you darling, dont worry Ill be with you soon. Villes breathing became shaky as he pulled out the knife from beneath his blazer. It shook in his hands as he held it to his chest. Looking up to the sky he let the tears roll down his face as he brought the knife crashing into his chest, straight through his heart. A small puddle of blood formed in his mouth which he let delicately trickle down his chin, he smiled and half laughed to him, as the air was sucked form his lungs for the last time. Ville lay down beside his lovers buried body and closed his eyes, knowing soon they could be together once again for all eternity.

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