I Wanna Love Like Trent and Gwen, a total drama series fanfic

Disclaimer: Don't own TDI or the song "Johnny and June"

Oh there's something 'bout a man in black,
Makes me want to buy a Cadillac,
Throw the top back,
And roll down to Jackson town,

Tonight I am driving to Montreal, to watch my long time boyfriend, Trent, and his band perform. Once I arrived to the bar they were playing at, I quickly made my way to the backstage area, to say hi and wish them good luck.

I wanna be there on the stage with you,
You and I could be the next rage to,
Hear the crowd roar,
Make 'em one more,
I'll kick the footlights out,

"Ok guys, we're going to slow it down, with a new song, but the thing is a need somebody to do a duet with so…" he was staring at me, I will kill him if he says my name. "Meet my beautiful and talented girlfriend…GWEN!"

HE IS SO DEAD! I didn't want to sabotage his show but I didn't want embarrass myself. I must really love him, I thought, as I went onto the stage. He handed me the lyrics and started the song. The next three minutes were a blur, but I heard clapping so that must be good.

I wanna love like Johnny & June,
Rings of fire burnin' with you,
I wanna walk the line,
Walk the line,
'Till the end of time,
I wanna love,
Love ya that much,
Cash it all in,
Give it all up,
When you're gone,
I wanna go too,
Like Johnny & June,

"You were amazing babe," he said as he kissed me. "We have to record!" shouted the drummer that's name I did not know. I shrugged, "Why not?"

I wanna hold you baby right or wrong,
Build a world around a country song,
Pray a sweet prayer,
Follow you there,
Down in history,

"Guess what?! Our album topped the charts and we got nominated for a Grammy!" he said over the phone, I was so glad he was happy.

"Gwen, will you marry me?" Trent said, on his knees. "YES!" We could finally start our lives together.

Like Johnny & June,
More than life itself,
No-one else,
This here is promise,
They don't make love like that anymore,
Is that too much to be askin' for

"But Mom! He said he loved me!" my sixteen year old daughter sobbed. "Honey, he isn't worth your time." Raquel was crying harder now. "Where's Dad? He'll understand me!" her whining was giving me a migraine. "He's recording right now, sorry sweetie."

I looked down at my dying husband, he looked so peaceful. Tears were coming to my eyes; he wouldn't get to walk his daughter down the aisle. I couldn't imagine my life without him but I had to pull the plug.

Like Johnny & June,
And when we're gone,
There'll be no tears to cry,
Only memories of our lives,
They'll remember, remember,
A love like that.

Raquel was at the cemetery with her family, visiting her parents. "Mommy? What were Grandpa and Grandma like?" her youngest daughter asked. Raquel smiled and remembered their love for each other and she said, "They were the best parents, you could have."