The cry tore from his throat.
It wasn't just a cry of warning though, it was a Scream, with anguish and sorrow, regret and hate, joy and love and fear, and all the things he had wanted to say to her for so long, but couldn't because he couldn't find his Voice.
It was just supposed to be a quiet walk, in comfortable silence, like the ones that they always took on Friday nights. There wasn't supposed to be anyone on the streets. There wasn't supposed to be a drunk driver who swerved and hit her.
And as the car hit her, the thought's hit him just as hard.
no.
No.
NO!
"NO!"
And as he screamed, he crumbled with his thoughts.
He finally found his Voice, Thanks to That woman, That Silent Tenacious Woman, Who would never be able to speak back.
And he screamed.
"CHELL!"
A/N: Ok, I know I should be working on Dolls, but this popped into my head, and I thought, What the hell, LET'S DO THIS THING! Yeah, sorry. Also, this may or may not be a oneshot, with a flashback being the later chapters.