This is just a short LeitBel one-shot based on watch?v=7gV3g9LCvPc
She always turned him down, as if he was nothing. He never got over her. He washed the pain away a little at a time , drink by drink.
The days passed he continued as it was nothing. His friends asked him occasionally if he was okay because he would zone out "Toris? Are you all right?" He would only nod, afraid his friends would smell the alcohol on his breath.
One night he was sick of seeing her continue ignoring him. He sat down and wrote a note 'No matter what happens I'll love you till I die. This won't affect her anyways' and clenched the note in his left fist
His trembling hand picked up the gun he cocked it and fired. His head landed on the pillow. Then the angels started singing a whiskey lullaby
She went to his funeral. Nobody could tell how much it hurt. She blamed herself; she knew that she was the one who caused this. The only one who really cared about her killed himself. She started drinking; she wanted to drink away her memory of him.
One night she pulled off her ribbon wrapped it around a picture of him and held the photo tight. She raised her gun to her temple and pulled the trigger. She fell over and hit her head agents the pillow. While the angels sang their whiskey lullaby.