"Brock did you leave me for Barbra Jean because... I was a mean person?" Reba asked. Brock adding a teasing voice said That's the exact reason!" "What?!" Reba hopped up off the stool sending it crashing to the floor.
"Look what you've done!" Brock yelled. "You idiot!" "I knew you were a- a ugh!" Reba could not let herself say the word because it was wrong.
Reba and Brock continued fighting and when Brock had had enough he slapped Reba across the face. "AHH!!" Reba cried when she moved her hand she saw a little bit of blood on her hand. "Reba, I'm sor.." Brock tried to grab Reba's arm, but she pulled away and ran out of the door and into the darkness.
Brock went to the couch and put his head in his head to think when a sound of screaming and tires squeal made him lokk up. Brock opened the door and to his horror Reba was lying on the wet blacktop with a puddle of blood around her.
"Oh my gosh!" Brock ran into the street and he got down on his knees and picked her up. "Reba!" "REBA!" Brock called he shook her a little and she never flinched. "I know this is a little to late but.." Brock leaned down and kissed Reba on her mouth. Brock put his head on her chest and cried.
"I would have taken your place, I wish I could." Brock said. He picked up her body and carried it to her house. Brock opened the door and he made his way toward the couch. Brock laid Reba across his legs and stroked her red hair. Reba had left her radio on and Rascal Flatt's song What hurts the most began to play.
Flashbacks of Reba and himself flashed in Brock's mind. Brock never was the same after that. Barbra Jean would catch him drinking and he would always go and visit Reba's grave and say "I'm sorry."
(10 years later)
Brock was driving home from a visit at Reba's grave and he was drunk and when he passed over the spot Reba had been hit he accelerated the car and it hit the light pole.
When Brock's eyes opened Barbra Jean was leaning over him. "Hey Honey." Barbra Jean said. "Barbra Jean, I'm not going to make it out of here." Brock said before going into a coughing fit. "Don't talk like that." Barbra Jean said as she began to cry. Bock let out his last breath of air and Barbra Jean closed his eyes and whispered "Go be with your true love." And Barbra Jean kised his cheek.
Brock walked into a clouded area and he saw a woman with red hair and wearing a floor lenght white drees stepped up to him. "Hey." Reba said Brock picked Reba up off the ground and spun her around. "I've been waiting for you so long." Reba said. "Now you won't have to wait anymore." Brock said as he leaned down and kissed Reba.
The two walked into the pearly gates together hand in hand to be together for 10,000 years.