I just finished "They Both Die At The End" and I am not satisfied with the ending even though I knew what would happen, so I'm writing my own ending.
I kiss my Last Friend because the world can't be against us if it brought us together.
The sun rose above the window, kissing the foreheads of the two boys that lay in bed. Rufus wraps his arm around the waist of his Last Friend and pulls him closer.
He was having a nightmare.
Smoke suffocated his lungs, the newfound heat of the apartment turned his skin a shade of red, and in his hands was the body of the boy he had come to love. The side of his face was melted off and his heart was no longer beating. He was gone. Rufus screamed as the boy that saved him was hugged by the flames along with him. He told him that he didn't want him to die first. Why did he get up? What was he even getting up for?
Before more tears could fall out of his eyes, Rufus woke up.
His body was fatigued from the fear-filled dream and didn't care to notice that the sun was out and that he lived another day. All he worried about was the boy that lay next to him.
He placed his hand against his chest, checking to see if Mateo was alive. Rufus let out his first breath of the day as Mateo's heart sang against his hand.
After confirming that his friend wasn't buried in flames, he started to notice that the sun was out. That can't be possible...can it? Death-cast were never wrong.
He placed his hand on his own chest and felt his heart beating faster than normal, he was panicking. From excitement or from fear, he didn't know yet and didn't want to get his hopes up. If this was real he needed to let Mateo know that they had survived their doom. They made it. And he did exactly that.
He woke the boy up with a kiss and a blazing smile. Mateo shoved him off multiple times and begged for five more minutes. However, he didn't realize that life had given them more than five minutes.
After shaking him gently, Mateo finally opened his eyes. He didn't even bother to grab his glasses that were hanging off the side of the bed. He just started at Rufus. His brown eyes caused him to smile softly before rubbing his own eyes to try and wake himself up. As he took in a breath and stretched out the tiredness, he suddenly realized that something wasn't right.
Slowly, he started to put some pieces together. Rufus was here in his room and the sun is out. This could only mean two things.
This was a dream or they had really survived when death was pounding on their door.
His eyebrows scrunched and he grabbed the phone he found first. It wasn't his but it still displayed the day that he didn't think he would see.
All credits go to Adam Silvera, you are an amazing writer and made me and many others cry. I just wrote this to satisfy my broke heart. Like, comment, do what you want. If you haven't read "They Both Die At The End" do it and bring some tissues. The biggest spoiler is in the title.
