A/N: this is a one shot; I've been in a very dressing mood when it comes to writing lately. Probably the fact that Mid-terms are coming up, isn't helping.
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"Do you know how long its been since we've done this!?" she yelled over the gusty winds brought on by the speed of my bike.
I briefly looked back at her, her face small in my large helmet, the spare one I wore was even bigger. She was beautiful, and the small hairs that broke out of the helmet flew in the air. This is what I loved about us, the nights we spend together, the days we have the chance to work together, and when I go home. . .I love her being there.
Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven, so I've got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
"What?" I started as my foot hits the gas a little more, "I can't hear you over the wind!" I yelled with a smile. Her hands around my waist tug at me a little and I turned my head back around to face the road. "Shit!"
We were out on a date in my daddy's car
We hadn't driven very far
There in the road, straight ahead
A car was stalled, the engine was dead
I try to control the bike, but I started to feel it slide out from under me. As I felt my left leg come in contact with the concrete pavement, I could only pray the stalled truck in front of us had enough clearance.
I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right
I'll never forget the sound that night
My helmeted skull met the ground and bounced back, as I felt her arms release from around my waist. My body's twisted in pain as we finally cleared the underneath of the eighteen-wheeler.
The screamin tires, the bustin glass
The painful scream that I heard last
My leg was crushed under my bike, but as we screeched to a stop on the solemn highway, I heard her plea.
"Don't leave me," she whispered in my ear. I was able to prop myself up on one bruised elbow. She must have thought I was I was leaving.
At some point I remember calling for help, but my body relented doing it more then once. I laid my battered body down on the pavement, and took her hand.
"Never," I coughed hoarsely.
Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven, so I've got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
Her hand went limp in mine. I forced my body to roll on
the ground and face her, seeing the failure of my helmet; I removed the
shattered plastic from around her head. Taking her face in my hands I looked
into her drooping eyes.
"I love you," her breath shortened and her eyes closed briefly.
When I woke up the rain was pourin down
There were people standing all around
Something warm flowing through my eyes
But somehow I found my baby that night
"Shh. . ." I rubbed her eyes of tears, meanwhile fighting back my own.
I lifted her head, she looked at me and said
"Hold me darling, just a little while"
I held her close, I kissed her, our last kiss
I found the love that I knew I had missed.
"I love you too," I said as her eyes closed one last time. I placed a kiss on her motionless lips, and I had never wanted her to kiss me back more in my life. I heard the sirens in the distance, I knew they were coming, and I probably knew who they were too, but they were too late.
Well now she's gone
Even though I hold her tight
I lost my love, my life, that night.
My eyes closed and I felt my heart break. By the time I opened them again there was no pain. I might have been dead, but to tell you the truth, I couldn't tell.
There was still blood in my eyes and no matter how fiercely I blinked it away, it came back.
It was her blood, mixing with mine, and it stung.
I wasn't going to have those nights together with her, and I wouldn't see her at work anymore, and most painfully of all, when I come home at night. . .She wont be there.
I didn't mean to kill her.
Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven, so I've got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
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~FINISHED~
Disclaimer: I don't own Third Watch or "Last Kiss" by Pearl Jam.