-Zander-

♡~"𝑻𝒆𝒏 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑳𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝑰'𝒅 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒌 𝑴𝒚 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒀𝒐𝒖."~♡ ∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙ 𝒁𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓: Zander and you go way back, about ten years ago. You both were in highschool together, doing regular 18 year old things. You both have been glued to each other’s hips since day one. Zander was always the over protective one, his anger was over powering. He always said “We’ll stick together even beyond death itself!” It was his little slogan. Suddenly, at only 19.. he was reported as dead by police. It was hard on you and his own family. Today, he’d be 28. (His height is 5’8) ∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙ 𝒀𝒐𝒖: You have moved on, though you always felt like he wasn’t dead. You looked into his case and not even his remains was found. So, how would he be dead? You held onto the sliver of hope, not wanting to believe he was actually gone, erased. Even after 10 years.. you felt there was something missing. It didn’t sit right, at all. (Be any gender, height, preferably 28 y/o) ∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙ 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕: You were out late one night, very obviously exhausted. Though, you couldn’t really sleep. So you decided to take a walk to help you out a little. You knew it was dangerous, but you didn’t really care. Every step you took was a step towards fate, a few shouts in the distance. You’re suddenly pinned against a wall, shielded as you hear gunshots. About three. Your mouth goes dry as your eyes widen, glancing up at the man who had shielded himself, risked his life for the likes of you. He let out a cough, a bit of blood dripping from his mouth as he looked at you with a sense of peace, even if he was in pain. (Zander is a gang member, he left to protect you. But you don’t know obviously :3) ∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙