A.N: The one-shot that I wrote based on this kept calling me back to write this (A.K.A; My friend Sarrah (seroia45) was begging/torturing me) So, just to get her to be quiet (Jk, Sarrah), and the fact it was a really good idea, I decided to type this. This is a spin-off, so if you haven't read my oneshot; Jump yet, please read that first, or this might not make any sense. Enjoy! :D
(Beck's P.O.V)
I looked down into the rushing water. Just one small step, and I'd be dead. Either by drowning, the impact, or the sharp rocks would impale me.
Tori, the love of my life, had gone missing three months ago, and we all knew she was dead. I had no plans to live without her.
She was my best friend and my girlfriend, she was my shoulder to cry on when Jade broke up with me...
I sighed, kicking a stone off the cliff, and watching it fall into the ocean. We had gotten together not long after that...
I blinked, tears falling onto my face. We had went to every base...I'll spare you the details on those.
If only I had know only a year later, I'd lose her...
I was full on sobbing by now. It was all my fault that she was dead. We were at my RV, and she insisted on walking home, if only I had drove her home...
I took a small step forward, and looked down. All those memories with Tori flashed through my mind. When we first met, our first kiss, when she cared enough to get me and Jade back together, when she got me my role back in Miss-Fire, when she comforted me after me and Jade broke up officially, our first official kiss (both regular and French), and our first night together.
"Beck!" A voice yelled. "Don't!" I recognized that voice almost instantly. Tori. My heart gave a tight squeeze, and my breath hitched. My dead lover was haunting me...Well she could say what she wanted, but I wasn't going to live without her.
I took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Tori. I love you." I whispered.
I closed my eyes, and jumped.
"Beck no!" She screamed. "I'm alive!"
I could feel my eyes widen, and I looked up.
Her face, mouth open wide in shock, and light brown eyes wide with terror were the last things I saw before my vision went black.
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