What hurts the Most
Summary: Based on Rascal Flatts, 'What Hurts The Most' song. Kinda sad, Daisy's POV. I honestly couldn't do this without help from my best friend, Ashley for the Idea, and with the help of my Science Teacher, Mrs. Batis, who keeps me goin, and didn't yell at me for writing instead of watching 'March of the Penguins'.
Disclaimer: I don't own squat. Happy?
Daisy was sitting at Hazzard Cemetery, next to her husband's very recently filled plot. There was a slight drizzle. Daisy had a cast on her arm where she broke it in the accident. The accident that cruelly took her husband. Daisy had felt bad, because she was the one driving. Daisy started talking to her husband's headstone.
"I can take the rain on the roof of that empty house, it doesn't really bother me. I can take a few tears now and then, just let them out. I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while even though goin on with you gone still upsets me. There are days every now and again I pretend I'm okay, but that's not what gets me. What hurts me the most, was us being so close. We had so much to say, I'd cry when you walked away. We'll never know what could have been. Not seeing that loving you, that's what I tried doing for all those years."
Daisy felt a hand on her shoulder. It was Bo.
"Hi Daisy. Uncle Jesse was wondering about you." Bo said.
"I'm okay, I guess." Daisy said, on the verge of tears.
"Can I have a few more minutes alone?" Daisy asked.
"Sure, I'll be in the car." Bo said gently.
Daisy watched as Bo went to the car, then started talking again.
"It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go, but I'm doin it. It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone, still harder's getting up, getting dressed, living with past regrets, but I know if I could do it over, I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart, that I left unspoken. Again, what hurts me the most, was us being slow close, having so much to say, watching you walk away. Never knowing what could have been, and not seeing that loving you all those years." Daisy said.
Daisy broke down in sobs. She leaned against the headstone, whispering 'I love you' over and over, as if her husband could hear her somehow. Bo came back over and sat on the ground. Daisy leaned in his lap.
"Are you gonna be okay, Sweetheart?" Bo asked, brotherly smoothing her hair as she cried on her.
"Whenever I thought of the future, even when I was little, I saw him. I saw him." Daisy said.
Bo let Daisy lay in his lap a while, letting her cry on him, shedding a few tears himself. After a while, he broke the silence.
"Come on, let's go before Uncle Jesse worries about what I did with you." Bo said.
"Okay." Daisy said.
Daisy looked at the tombstone again, whispered 'I love you' to it, and the Bo helped her up and to the car. Daisy looked one last time at the engravation on the headstone:
Deputy Enos Strate
August 28 1954-October 17 1990
Loved and Missed By all who knew him.
The End
(Okay, Okay, I know. Sonny Shroyer was born in 1939, but I didn't want him to be that much older than Daisy, so I changed it, because they were around the same age in the show.)