Okay dokey. I'm no good at this part, so for now I'll say please enjoy and review! I'll say more at the end if I come up with something. :) I don't own Vanilla Twilight, by the way.
Iggy's POV:
2 years. It's been 2 years since Nudge died. Today's the anniversary of her death, and I lie in bed thinking about her smile, her laugh, her cheerful personality. The memories we made. I close my eyes and I'm transported back to 2 years ago, when Nudge was mine and nothing would take her away from me. Not even death.
Vanilla Twilight plays on the radio as my mind fills with memories of her, the only comfort I can find from the loneliness gnawing at my insides at losing her. All because of that stupid drunk driver and the white coats. But it hurts too much, so I'll stick with the memories of Nudge. Monique.
Sorry its short. The next chapters will be longer, once I have time. :) School...sigh.