I'm sorry

Very sad, depressing, don't read, stop now. Okay now that I've given the warning let's continue

I walk into her room and see her lying in her bed. A note rests on her so I pick it up and read it. After the first two words I stop.

'I'm sorry . . .'

I look at her then back at the note. I lunge down and grab her shaking her madly. She flops around and I see a bottle of pills in her hand fly across the room. I quickly pick her up and run to the hospital.

"Help, my girlfriend overdosed. I need help now."

Doctors come over to me with a gurney and I place her on it, brushing hair off her face as they whisk her away. I look at the retreating form as I sit down and pull out the note. I look at he two words and can't make myself look at the rest of the note. For three hours I sit there. Looking at those two damn words. 'How could she leave me like this? Why didn't she ever tell me? Why didn't I notice it sooner? How did I NOT notice it?' All these questions run through my head as people leave the emergency room. I get up and walk to the desk.

"I brought my girlfriend here because she overdosed, how long would it take?"
"It depends on how much she overdosed and how long she's been like that."
"I don't know."
"Then I don't either."

I walk back to my chair and sit. All of the good memories we had come to a front and overwhelm me. I pull the note out again and read the first line.
'I'm sorry. I'm sorry I waited so long to tell you.'

It almost seems unreal. Everything is speeding by and I can't take it all in. I take deep breaths as I walk to the cafeteria and load up my tray with as much food as possible to drown out my thoughts. I sit at an empty table in the very back, secluded corner and start eating. After a couple of minutes another guy comes in and sits next to me.

"Got enough food?"
"No."
"What's wrong?"
"My girlfriend might be dead."
"How?"
"Overdosed."
"Don't worry, I almost died too. Overdose. I had been clinically considered dead for twelve minutes, and a miracle happened. Here I am today. Suicide?"
"I think, not really sure."

We quiet down and continue eating, his story giving me a little hope. I look up and see the silhouette of a female person walking in and I immediately think it's Artemis. But then it isn't. Dread eats at me as I can't eat anymore. I put my tray in the trash and sit back down at the table crossing my arms and laying on them. As soon as I close my eyes I see her smile as we fight over the remote. The day before we had been arguing over what to watch and the team sat around us watching as we hit each other with things we had in our book bags. It was actually somewhat comical.

"Wally?"

I look up to see Artemis standing in front of me holding a piece of paper reading 'I'm sorry'. I jump out of the chair and grab her for dear life. She hits me back for a minute then pulls away. She pulls out a second piece of paper that reads 'I will be there'. I hug her again and lift her up as we walk out of the hospital. I run us back to the cave where we walk into the rec room and fight over what to watch on tv all over again.

A/N okay yeah really short but a specific someone (hint, hint- Black Gemini) made me depressed so I found this one really depressing song and watched its YouTube video and it gave me this idea. Sorry for the sadness but it's a happy ending at least. It proves Miracles can happen twice.
-Leo
Ps: I've been forgetting to put this on all of my stories. I DONT OWN YOUNG JUSTICE. NEVER HAVE AND MOST LIKELY NEVER WILL.
This is for like all of my stories so yeah. Sorry if anyone got a little mad.
-Leo out