Ok, this is going to be a bunch on one shot song fics or one-shots based on songs, you can request a couple or a song, but only pairings actually possible in the game, I think that's cannon I'm not sure. Any way to request just write a review, saying what you'd like to read. I'll try to get as many requests done as possible. Ok the first story is Vaughn and Chelsea ,well more Vaughn, but it's based on "Candle In The Wind" by Elton John, have fun!
Vaughn and Chelsea
Candle in The Wind
Chelsea, cute, sweet, funny, nice Chelsea, Chelsea with the English accent and auburn hair, dead. I couldn't believe it, it wasn't possible. I sighed and buttoned up my suit, it shouldn't be like this "Vaughn?" Mirabelle was standing in the doorway "Vaughn, sweetie we have to go now, we don't want to be late" I sighed and shook my head
I walked down the stairs silently, Mirabelle and Julia behind me, dressed in black, just like me.
I walked to the car and sat in the front, Mirabelle started driving, Julia sat in the back, trying really hard not to cry. I knew she would, I was amazed she help up so well, I was amazed I held up at all.
Chelsea wanted to be a doctor, she wanted to do good, but her life was cut short. It's not fair, she had a future, a life, friends, family… she deserved to live. We arrived at the funeral home, Jill Chelsea's mum was crying hysterically. I felt so alone, scared without Chelsea, I needed her.
I still need her, I'm empty without her.
I found my feet walking to the casket, I didn't know if I could handle seeing her, I didn't care, I needed to see her. She was in the backroom, the casket was oak with gold handles, I looked around, the room was dark and heavy, and I was alone. I bit my bottom lip, and peered over the casket, she looked beautiful, her auburn hair was brushed perfectly, her skin contrasted with the black cushion underneath her, her eyes were shut and she was wearing her favourite dress, a purple one.
She looked strangely happy, happier than she did at school, those girls her 'friends' made her change everything about herself, her smile, her clothes, her personality, when she wasn't at school she was herself, it was nice, she was perfect, she should have never changed herself.
She didn't know who she could trust, that was sad, everyone could trust Chelsea. I sighed and gripped the casket, I wasn't good at this, if Chelsea were here she would comfort me, be nice and kind and understanding. But She's not here I thought in my head sadly, that felt like a punch in the chest, except it hurt a lot more.
I don't know how long I was there for, people came by, lots of them, Jill, Denny, Lanna, Natalie, Sabrina, Julia, Mirabelle, Gannon, Elliot, Angela, Molly and others I didn't know. I sat down, front row for the ceremony.
I didn't really listen to Nathan, I heard everything though. I heard crying, sobbing, words… you could almost see the thick cloud of sadness and grief in the air, you could almost breathe it in. I bit my bottom lip, my throat was burning, my eyes prickled, I refused to cry, I refused to be weak, but I was weak without Chelsea, not only that but scared and screaming in my mind.
I felt dizzy, I couldn't feel anything but sadness, and grief. I was barely holding myself together.
We stood in the living room and we talked about Chelsea, how we missed her, people gave speeches, we played a few of her favourite songs and listened to songs people always play at funerals. I didn't say a word, I remembered a lot though, like the time we were in the park.
Chelsea was on the swings, her auburn hair trailed behind her as she laughed on the swings, her blue scarf entangled with her hair, she looked so happy. I watched her "Vaughn you have to try this" she giggled I rolled my eyes. She jumped off and hugged me "Please smile Vaughn?" she asked sweetly, I blushed and shook my head. "Why do you want me to smile, so much?" I asked
"Because" she pouted
I blushed and ruffled her hair she giggled and pushed me, not hard she's too nice to do that.
I sighed, while everyone was leaving I silently made my way to her casket, as much as I hate to say it, a tear rolled down my cheek, I wiped it off and sighed and looked down at Chelsea "I love you Chelsea" I whispered "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before, Chelsea I love you"