Blame the plot bunny I had during my Lit class on Friday for this angst story…
Warning: Character Death.
Disclaimer- I own nothing y'all no sue.
"How could I let this happen?" I thought to myself.
I was acting stupid and immature… What was the point of it when I lost her for it? She didn't even get the chance to live or go to college. It was so suddenly… I-I didn't have the change to help her or protect her. I vowed to protect her. There was honestly nothing else I could do to save her. If only we didn't have that argument that caused her to run out of our apartment crying. She ran out into the street not paying attention because she was trying to hide the tears. Before I knew what was happening I heard a scream and saw a car hitting her. I ran over to her and picked her up.
"Danny…It's not your fault… I'm not going to make it. I love you." Her last words to me were.
Then she died in my arms. The paramedics came about 10 minutes later but they were too late to save her. She died because of me… We were arguing because I was under a lot of pressure from ghost hunting and she wanted me to take a break. The drunk driver was the one who killed her but it felt like I did it since I was the reason she went out into the street. His retribution was going to jail but it didn't make me feel better.
Now I'm sitting alone in our apartment. There was no way I could avenge her death… My friends and family have tried to cheer me up by comforting me but it didn't help. No one can make me feel better.
No one can bring her back not even Clockwork. I didn't even get the chance to tell her I was sorry about that stupid argument. It was her who kept me here breathing. It was her who kept me feeling alive. Without her, it feels like my world has stopped turning. She was the one who kept me grounded and made me not feel like some creepy little person with creepy little powers… She made me feel like I was perfect… Now I can never kiss her, hug her, or feel her presence here. I remember what her grave said.
Samantha Manson
1996-2013
Loving daughter, friend, and girlfriend.
Forever Missed Never Forgotten.
I looked inside the drawers and found what I was looking for. It was Sam's old gun. Maybe…just maybe I'll see her again…and soon. I heard the gun go off and the last thing I saw was blackness. I felt blood going out of me and me falling to the ground. Then I felt nothing…
I'm so sorry… Yes, he did commit suicide… That was the wrong way to deal with the situation but I felt angsty today so yea… I know this is short but that's how it was supposed to be… :/