well, i'm back with another oneshot. this one is quite different from the others i've written,though. it's more angrty, and sad. but hopefully it's good. to make somethings clear, tis is a songfic. Sail Away, by The Rasmus. listening to that song, while reading this, helps quite a lot. another thing i want to clear up, the song, which is in bold italics, is in Oliver's POV, and the rest of the oneshot, is in Lilly's. now enjoy...
Sail Away:
I look out the window.
It's raining.
It's pouring actually, and as they say, a storm is brewing.
It's cold.
I'm cold.
I bring my legs closer to my chest, and I hug it tightly, trying to insulate myself.
I close my eyes.
And in a flash, everything comes back to me.
It always amused me.
I don't know why, but it always did.
All of them were the one's who predicted it happening, weren't they?
So why the jealousy?
Why the envy?
I knew the answer.
How could I not?
They didn't have somebody to count on.
To lean on.
To depend on.
They didn't have somebody to kiss.
To hug.
To console.
To be consoled by.
Sure, they had boyfriends.
They had girlfriends.
But the relationships wouldn't last.
Not for long.
And that was why they were jealous.
That was why they were envious.
Because I had somebody to count on.
To lean on.
To depend on.
I had somebody to kiss.
To hug.
To console.
To be consoled by.
I had him.
He had me.
And we would be there for each other.
Through happiness.
Through sadness.
Through joyous occasions.
Through trials.
We'd be there for each other.
Forever.
And for always.
Once upon a time we had a lot to fight for
We had a dream, we had a plan
Sparks in the air, we spread a lot of envy
Didn't have to care once upon a time
We swore.
We swore our love was never ending.
He swore.
As did I.
Remember when I swore
My love is never ending
And you and I will never die
Remember when I swore
We had it all
We had it all
We had it all.
We had everything.
Life was worth living.
We were happy.
And we were young.
And we were living life to the fullest.
But it's funny how one accident can change it all.
It was raining that day.
I remember.
It was raining.
He wanted to go for a walk.
In the rain.
At 11:05 in the night.
I reluctantly agreed.
We walked.
In the rain.
Till 11:56.
We were heading back, towards home.
It was nearly midnight.
It was nearly midnight, and here we were, two love-birds, heading back, towards home.
We didn't look to our left.
We didn't look to our right.
We just crossed the road, foolishly assuming safety.
I crossed first.
I reached the side-walk, and turned around, waiting for him to come and join me.
He started walking across the road.
He started.
But he never finished.
A drunken man suddenly appeared, driving his blue Ford Mustang, at break neck speed.
The man didn't seem to notice him standing in the middle of the road.
Upon seeing sudden light, he turned around.
The Ford Mustang was approaching him.
But he was rooted to the spot.
"Oliver", I yelled.
"Oliver, move."
But he didn't hear me.
Or maybe he did.
I don't know.
All I know, is that he didn't move.
Not even a bit.
And the car came.
And it ran over him.
And he fell to the ground.
And the drunkard drove away, not knowing he had just taken a life.
And I cried.
And I huddled around him.
And I pleaded, trying to wake him up.
And I prayed, hoping he would wake up.
All for what?
Nothing.
That's what.
Nothing.
It was still raining.
I grabbed my cell phone, and dialed emergency.
I hung up, knowing that an ambulance was on it's way.
But there was something else I knew.
I knew that the ambulance wouldn't make it in time.
I also knew that he wasn't going to live.
He was dead.
He wasn't going to come back.
Not now, not ever.
He sailed away.
I'll sail away, it's time to leave
Rainy days, are yours to keep
Fade away, the night is calling my name
You will stay, I'll sail away
My eyes flutter open.
I shiver.
It's still cold.
I hug myself tighter.
I look out the window once more.
And I see it's still raining.
I decide I hate rain.
I sigh.
It's been 3 years, I tell myself.
Time to move on.
I get up, and move away from the window.
I head towards the kitchen.
I decide to make coffee.
Hot, steaming coffee.
I switch on the coffee maker.
And I wait…
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me