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I grabbed another bottle of Vodka and drowned myself in it. It had been two weeks after Chad's death, and my friends and mother have been worried about me. Only Tawni knows about me drinking. She tries to stop me, but never succeeds. She tells me that I will kill myself one day, but that's what I want. To be with Chad forever.
I looked at the clock. Half past midnight. I groaned and lay in my bed. There were two bottles of Vodka on my table. I went to open a bottle, but a hand stopped me. I frowned. Was I dreaming? Has someone broke into my house? I looked up and saw someone I thought I'd never see again.
'Chad...?' I questioned. He looked pale and had a white aura around him. His eyes were soft and caring, yet mostly full of concern.
'Sonny...' His voice sounded different, quiet, soft...different.
'How are... But... I thought... Car... Crash... How...?' I stuttured. 'Ugh, I'm dreaming.' I shook my head and picked the bottle up, but the hand stopped me again.
'You're awake, Sonshine.' Chad said. He sat on the bed next to me. 'You're alive. And awake.'
'Well I know I'm alive,' I snapped, 'You haven't been with me for weeks!'
'It's only been two.' He said, 'But you won't be alive long.'
'Good!'
'No. You're killing yourself with the drink, the drugs. Stop it, Sonshine, please.'
'I'm killing myself for you.' 'I want you to live while you can.'
'And I want to be with you. If you love me, you'd understand.' I looked at him. He was silent.
'I don't want you to die.'
'I didn't want you to die.'
He looked at me and brushed away the tears that rolled down my cheek.
'I didn't have a choice. You do.'
'I have chosen. I want to be with you.'
'I'm always with you, Sonny. You may not see me or feel me, but I am always with you.'
And with that, he dissapeared. I closed my eyes and thought. Thought of he said and thought of what to do. I got up and left the house, heading for the nearest bridge. I looked down, thinking of the pain. The bridge was high, and underneath was water. I would drown, or just die from the fall alone. It was a cold night, so the water would, too, be cold. I closed my eyes and felt someone hold my hand. I opened my eyes and looked to find Chad holding my hand, a small smile plastered on his face. 'Is this what you want?' He asked. I nodded and he held my hand tighter. 'I love you...' I said. 'I love you, too.' And with that, I jumped.
I, Sonny Monroe, killed myself to be with my one true love. And, after just one week dead, I feel more alive than ever with my soul mate, Chad Dylan Cooper.
A/N: I don't really like this. It was five in the morning and I was bored, so I just made it. So, whatever.