What Hurts the Most

Summary: Timmy has lost the love of his life, and the radio is not helping his pain…or is it? Quick one shot songfic. Reviews are welcome, please be nice…this is my first FOP story!

Author's notes #1: I own nothing but my own thoughts. The characters named belong to Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon and the song belongs to Rascal Flatts

17 year old Timmy Turner sat on his bed, the tears threatening to fall once more. Today had to be the hardest day of his life. Today they buried the love of his life. She had been struck down by a drunk driver 5 days ago and she died hours later. Not even his fairy god parents Cosmo and Wanda could cheer him up. At the funeral many had gathered and many tears were shed, mostly by her parents and him. His mom and dad tried to console him but to no avail. He turned on the radio to his favorite station, and a song came on that tore him up inside: "And now here is Rascal Flatts' number one smash single "What Hurts the Most" said the D.J. as the song started:

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not only did the rain begin to fall again, but so did the tears as Timmy relived that night all over again…the phone call from her parents, racing to the hospital with his parents, getting to her room and dropping to his knees as the doctors worked on her furiously, the monotone of the flat line, hearing the doctor pronounce her dead and the molten tears that flowed as he ran out of the hospital and the deep, heartbroken scream he let loose once outside as the cold rain poured from the sky.

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you
That's what I was trying to do

As he sat on his bed heartbroken and sobbing, he looked over to his nightstand and the picture of them on their anniversary looking so happy just to be close to one another. He picked up the picture and smiled through his tears, remembering the good times they had shared in their all too brief relationship. "Heaven missed their angel so they called you home my love. No matter how much I hurt, I know your in a better place. Somehow I will press on, my love for you carrying me forward. Please watch over me, I will do my best to make you proud I promise. Goodbye my love…I know I'll see you again someday my darling Tootie."

The End

Author's notes #2: I am a big fan of the Timmy-Tootie relationship, but the first time I heard this song, I got this idea. Please don't hate it or me for killing Tootie!