A/N Soooo, I really have no idea where this came from. But here's a short, sad one-shot. Enjoy. xoxo
If only you'd just told him that you loved him one last time before he was taken away from you for good. Maybe things would've been different. Maybe Tori and the others wouldn't have shunned you (although deep down, you knew you deserved it). Maybe this guilt – this intensely overwhelming and devastating guilt – wouldn't be slowly eating you alive. Maybe you would still be greeted by his smiling face every morning, just like old times. Everyone always said that you two made an adorable couple. But you can't have a couple with only one person, now can you?
If only you hadn't made such a stupid mistake. Despite what many people thought, you weren't a dumb girl. He knew that. Cheating on the one you loved was very out of character for you, and to this day, you still didn't understand why you did it. Perhaps you never would. Everybody makes mistakes; you just picked a bad time to make one.
If only you hadn't been caught. You'd never forget the look on his face when he saw you. Hurt. Disbelief. Confusion. Anger. He had always been such a happy person (one of the many reasons why you two were so perfect for each other), and his facial expression was one that you'd never seen before… And never wanted to see ever again. Unfortunately, it would be eternally engraved in your memory.
If only you had known what to say when he cried out to you, pleading to know why you would do such a thing. But at the time, you simply couldn't find the correct words. All you could do was let the tears pour down your face as your heart seemed to literally break in two.
If only he hadn't stormed off. Not to say that you could blame him; you probably would have done the same. But oh, how you wished that you would have stopped him (or at least tried to). You didn't know it at the time, but the worst day of your life was about to get even worse.
If only you hadn't received that heart-stopping call from the police at 2:36 am, informing you that the love of your life, your soul mate, the only thing that could make you truly happy had crashed into a telephone pole on his drive to who-knows-where, and had been killed on impact.
If only it hadn't been your fault. But it was, and you knew it, and you would never, ever forgive yourself. So here you were, shakily holding a gun to your head, suicide notes laying neatly in a pile on your desk, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.
If only there was someone to stop you.
A/N Yiiiikes. Well that was depressing. Feel free to tell me how sad it made you in a review. Oh, and also... I wanna write a Halloween story, but I'm not really sure what the plot of it should be. Got any suggestions? PM me. :) Thanks guys! xoxo