Don't own. Wish I did. Heh. Heh.
Anyways I wrote this in a really short time (3:10-3:52pm to be exact) so
don't mind if its shitty.
"Jeff. Oh my god, is Shannon okay?" Matt rushed up to me. "I don't-don't know." My breathing faltered. I am not going to cry. Shannon will be fine. The doctor will be out any minute now and let us know that Shannon will be fine.
Look there the doctor is now. Oh fuck. He's got that look. Like when something is wrong.
"Mr. Hardy?" Matt and I both stepped forward to the doctor. "Your friend Mr. Moore," Oh fuck. I cant breathe. "He didn't make it." The doctor paused. "I'm sorry for your loss." I fall to the floor and stare in disbelief. "No. No. No. He was supposed to be okay. He was supposed to make it." I rambled. "Oh my god." Matt sunk to the floor next to me and rubbed my back. "It'll be okay." He tried to comfort me. "No it won't!" I screamed and rushed out of the hospital.
I ran for as long as I could before collapsing onto the sidewalk. I was trying as hard as I could to catch my breath. My attempts were completely unsuccessful. I got back up and headed for the hotel.
I got there and I'm pretty sure I lost a couple of fans in the process. I didn't mean to be rude, but it's a bit hard to be nice and take pictures when your best friend just died.
* * *
It's been about 8 months since Shannon's death. I haven't gotten any better and Matt's getting worried. I'm glad were back in the North Carolina this month. I can go visit Shan's grave.
"I'm going for a walk Matt."
"To where?" He asks.
"Shan's grave." I say obviously.
"Want me to come?" Matt asks.
"Not right now. I want some time alone." I say and walk out.
I get to his grave and stare blankly at it. It's so hard to believe that he's gone. "I miss you Shan." I whisper and fall to my knees. Tears pour from my eyes. "I miss you so much." I sob.
"Jeff." Matt walks up behind me. I wipe at my eyes and look at Matt. "Jeff, I know it's hard but he's been gone for a long time now. It's not that bad."
"BUT IT IS!" I stand and yell at him. "It is." I breathe.
"Why is it so hard for you Jeff? When mom died it wasn't even this hard. How is losing Shannon worse than that?"
"Because mom knew." I fall to my knees again. "Mom knew. I never told him. Never. I wanted to Mattie. I wanted to tell him. I just never did."
"Tell him what Jeff?"
"I love him."
"So do I, Jeff."
"No, Matt. You don't understand." I looked Matt in the eyes. "I LOVED him. More than anything. I would've done anything for him. And he never knew. Because I was too scare to admit how I felt and TELL HIM!!" I fell into Matt's arms. "I loved him Mattie."
"Jeff, I....sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"Neither did he. And he's the one who needed to know most of all."
We stayed locked in each other's arms for a long time. I don't know how long it was. But I felt better that someone knew now. But I still want Shan to know...
"Jeff I'm gonna go back are you coming with me?" I shake my head. "I'm just gonna sit here a while. Okay?" Matt smiles softly. "Yeah. I'll see you later." He ruffled my hair and walked away.
I can't stop crying. Damn. I don't think I've ever cried this much in my life.
"Stop that right now Jeff Hardy." I hear someone say.
"Huh?"
"I said stop. Don't cry." That's it. I've gone insane. Shannon cannot be talking to me. He's dead. "You're not insane."
"Shannon you're dead you can't be talking to me. What the fuck is going on?!"
"I came to say goodbye." He grinned. "I miss you." I coughed. "I know. What else would ya be cryin' for?"
"Dead and still making jokes." I laughed as I tried to stop crying. "I...I love you Shannon."
"I know." He smiled. "I love you too Jeff."
"But I never told you. And I feel bad because I never got up the courage to say it and now you're gone."
"Don't feel bad."
"But I do."
"I have to go now. I'll miss you Jeff. Just don't do anything stupid all right? I'll see you when it's your time. So stop cutting yourself." I looked down at my arm. "Okay." I sniffled.
"No! Wait! Don't go. Shan don't go." I cough. "I don't want you to be gone."
"I know." Shannon said as his image began to fade away. "Just remember Jeff," I looked at him and started to sob again. "I'll always be here. I'm gone but not forgotten."
Then the rain began to fall. And I whispered one last time, "I love you Shannon."
The End.
So what do ya think, eh? I just felt really depressed with the loss of my grandma and all and I was thinking of random things. I read a couple of fanfics about Shannon. I like Shannon. (Even though I made him die. I actually felt bad about that, but someone had to die.) And then I thought 'Hey, Shannon and Jeff would be cute. Ohhh. And I know I'll be evil and involve character death. That way I wont be the only shitty feeling person.'
Anyways review if you feel up to it. It's not hard. Really it isn't. Just click that little button that says 'Go' next to 'Submit Review' and type a few words of praise (or whatever) for me. It'll make me feel 'loved'. And I could use that right now.
"Jeff. Oh my god, is Shannon okay?" Matt rushed up to me. "I don't-don't know." My breathing faltered. I am not going to cry. Shannon will be fine. The doctor will be out any minute now and let us know that Shannon will be fine.
Look there the doctor is now. Oh fuck. He's got that look. Like when something is wrong.
"Mr. Hardy?" Matt and I both stepped forward to the doctor. "Your friend Mr. Moore," Oh fuck. I cant breathe. "He didn't make it." The doctor paused. "I'm sorry for your loss." I fall to the floor and stare in disbelief. "No. No. No. He was supposed to be okay. He was supposed to make it." I rambled. "Oh my god." Matt sunk to the floor next to me and rubbed my back. "It'll be okay." He tried to comfort me. "No it won't!" I screamed and rushed out of the hospital.
I ran for as long as I could before collapsing onto the sidewalk. I was trying as hard as I could to catch my breath. My attempts were completely unsuccessful. I got back up and headed for the hotel.
I got there and I'm pretty sure I lost a couple of fans in the process. I didn't mean to be rude, but it's a bit hard to be nice and take pictures when your best friend just died.
* * *
It's been about 8 months since Shannon's death. I haven't gotten any better and Matt's getting worried. I'm glad were back in the North Carolina this month. I can go visit Shan's grave.
"I'm going for a walk Matt."
"To where?" He asks.
"Shan's grave." I say obviously.
"Want me to come?" Matt asks.
"Not right now. I want some time alone." I say and walk out.
I get to his grave and stare blankly at it. It's so hard to believe that he's gone. "I miss you Shan." I whisper and fall to my knees. Tears pour from my eyes. "I miss you so much." I sob.
"Jeff." Matt walks up behind me. I wipe at my eyes and look at Matt. "Jeff, I know it's hard but he's been gone for a long time now. It's not that bad."
"BUT IT IS!" I stand and yell at him. "It is." I breathe.
"Why is it so hard for you Jeff? When mom died it wasn't even this hard. How is losing Shannon worse than that?"
"Because mom knew." I fall to my knees again. "Mom knew. I never told him. Never. I wanted to Mattie. I wanted to tell him. I just never did."
"Tell him what Jeff?"
"I love him."
"So do I, Jeff."
"No, Matt. You don't understand." I looked Matt in the eyes. "I LOVED him. More than anything. I would've done anything for him. And he never knew. Because I was too scare to admit how I felt and TELL HIM!!" I fell into Matt's arms. "I loved him Mattie."
"Jeff, I....sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"Neither did he. And he's the one who needed to know most of all."
We stayed locked in each other's arms for a long time. I don't know how long it was. But I felt better that someone knew now. But I still want Shan to know...
"Jeff I'm gonna go back are you coming with me?" I shake my head. "I'm just gonna sit here a while. Okay?" Matt smiles softly. "Yeah. I'll see you later." He ruffled my hair and walked away.
I can't stop crying. Damn. I don't think I've ever cried this much in my life.
"Stop that right now Jeff Hardy." I hear someone say.
"Huh?"
"I said stop. Don't cry." That's it. I've gone insane. Shannon cannot be talking to me. He's dead. "You're not insane."
"Shannon you're dead you can't be talking to me. What the fuck is going on?!"
"I came to say goodbye." He grinned. "I miss you." I coughed. "I know. What else would ya be cryin' for?"
"Dead and still making jokes." I laughed as I tried to stop crying. "I...I love you Shannon."
"I know." He smiled. "I love you too Jeff."
"But I never told you. And I feel bad because I never got up the courage to say it and now you're gone."
"Don't feel bad."
"But I do."
"I have to go now. I'll miss you Jeff. Just don't do anything stupid all right? I'll see you when it's your time. So stop cutting yourself." I looked down at my arm. "Okay." I sniffled.
"No! Wait! Don't go. Shan don't go." I cough. "I don't want you to be gone."
"I know." Shannon said as his image began to fade away. "Just remember Jeff," I looked at him and started to sob again. "I'll always be here. I'm gone but not forgotten."
Then the rain began to fall. And I whispered one last time, "I love you Shannon."
The End.
So what do ya think, eh? I just felt really depressed with the loss of my grandma and all and I was thinking of random things. I read a couple of fanfics about Shannon. I like Shannon. (Even though I made him die. I actually felt bad about that, but someone had to die.) And then I thought 'Hey, Shannon and Jeff would be cute. Ohhh. And I know I'll be evil and involve character death. That way I wont be the only shitty feeling person.'
Anyways review if you feel up to it. It's not hard. Really it isn't. Just click that little button that says 'Go' next to 'Submit Review' and type a few words of praise (or whatever) for me. It'll make me feel 'loved'. And I could use that right now.