Saving Alex

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This is a reimagining of the song Saving Amy by Brantly Gilbert streched into a small story. If don't know the song, you should... its beautiful. If you can pick out the lyrics then, horray, you know the song. Told from Justin's POV.

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I watch her now; it's all I can do. She's going through an old shoebox full of memories, alone in her room. All she has left of me are the letters I've written, the pictures of us, and the tiny momentos of love I had given her. I can see how much it hurts her, I can see the pain in her eyes, I can feel the aching in her soul.

It's been a year since I proposed... It's been a year since I promised her forever... It's been a year since she said yes... But it's been a year since I never made it home... It's been a year since I've left this world.

I can still hear the screeching tires, the blaring horn, the shattering glass... I can still her her shouting my name.

I can see now, that a part of her, too, died that night.

Sometimes she still goes crazy, screaming to the night sky, begging me to come back, begging me to rescue her. "Justin..." she whispers softly, "...please, please come save me.." as she cries herself to sleep... It's been a year... and she is still wearing my ring... unable to let go.

But there's nothing I can do for her... not anymore. I wished she knew that I'd give anything to kiss her one last time, to tell her 'everything's okay'. I'd give anything to hold her again and feel her heartbeat next to mine...

I drop to my knees, and plead with God, "Please, you have to help her. You can't let her live this way. Please."

Now, three years have gone by, and she's finally living life. I still watch her sometimes, just to make sure she's alright. She knows I'll always be there, in her heart and in her dreams, because I promised her forever... and that's one promise I intend to keep.

I want her to be happy, I want her to love and be loved. I want her find someone... and she has. I never held on to illusions that she'd wait for me, pining for her lost love, lonely and alone... I never wanted that.

I just want her to remember me, to remember how much she meant to me, to be happy in her memories of us and not dwell on the day we parted.

I watch from above when she has a son; she names him Justin... and I know. I'll never be far from her thoughts, I'll never be far from her heart.

I know, one day, I'll see her again. I know, one day, I'll hold her again. I know, one day, I'll be able to take her hand and lead her through the gates of paradise...

But until that day, I'll keep watching... I'll keep waiting... And I'll thank God everyday... for Saving Alex.

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A/N: I got bored with the other story I've been working so I figured I'd do this one. I've been meaning to do this for some time now, but I keep forgetting. Feel free to tell me if it should've stayed 'forgotten' but either way, it's out of my head now.