Wolf: Okay, I have realized I left ya'll with no ending and I'm SO SORRY! So, I decided I would write a songfic sequel. :3
Butch: (T.T)
Wolf: You big baby…. This is Slipped Away by Avril Lavigne. Not for the light-hearted. :( I might cry myslf.

Na na, na na na, na na
I miss you, miss you so bad
I don't forget you, oh it's so sad
I hope you can hear me
I remember it clearly

Butch sat in the middle of the dark road, wanting to die. He rubbed a heart locket absentmindly. He had rubbed it to the point where the once shining gold metal had turned dull and silver. Like his life. "I miss you so much." He murmured quietly. There was no response other than the slight movement of the wind. Buttercup was never crossed his mind anymore, for she was the only thought he had. Her jet black hair once silky and shiny had turned dry and dirty with his tears. The full of life electric green eyes drained of life and color as he stared deep into them. Her pale skin became grey and slightly bloody as his grip tightened. She had rejected at death. She didn't want him. Yet he wanted her to hear he missed her so, that he could remember it clearly.

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Oh Na na na na na na na

Buttercup laid in the darkness, cold and alone. She missed Butch, even though he should be missing her. It wasn't just him who had lost someone, she did too. She lost her life, him. She never smiled or laughed, even just a bit. He slipped his grip at her death. He had rejected her at her own death. She didn't just feel sorrow at the same thought of the loving pine green eyes, but anger too. That day, the darkness she was now trapped in wasn't even the same.

I didn't get around to kiss you
Goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again
I know that I can't

The tears rolling down his cheeks were unoticable. It was normal now. "I'm sorry that I didn't say a proper good-bye." He whispered. That dumbass fireman had taken her away. They had fought him, so they could take away another piece of his flower. They restrained him and took her. He punched the ground with bloody knuckles, seething with rage. They hadn't even allowed him in the hospital. The only thing he saw was her sisters, hunched over with tears flowing freely, and his brothers, trying to no avail to comfort them. He couldn't even look at someone that knew her without wanting to cry. He didn't want to cry for her. He wanted to be strong for her. The only girl that actually mattered, the one that was gone.

Oh
I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Oh

She didn't get to say good-bye either. He couldn't hear her pained replys to his crys of grief. Something held back the exit from the dark. It's like someone wanted her to stay and suffer. Suffer for his rejection,suffer for her loss, suffer for herself. She couldn't move anymore either. She just laid in silent pain, eyes open and listless. Never to speak for each time she opened her mouth, it wasn't her voice. Her voice was tough and unwavering, while this voice was raspy and ever-breaking from an overcoming sorrow. It only spoke of him, the one she lost. Dirty tears welled up in her eyes, but she stayed still. Whatever she did, reminded her of him. The last thing she remembered was him hugging her tightly, sobbing loudly before letting his grip go. By now, she thought he would reach her somehow. She shook her head suddenly. No, that's a stupid, selfish thought. He never loved me. She thought while her tears fell silently.

I've had my wake up, won't you wake up
I keep asking why?
And I can't take it it wasn't fake it
It happened you passed by

Now you're gone, now you're gone
There you go, there you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back

He remembered another painful mermory as he looked to the sky where a tall building caressed the clouds. The building was an apartment building with yellow window lights still on. He cringed at the mermory. His brothers had somehow managed to pull him to their old apartment before he had bought a house for the two lovers. He had woken up in a soft bed with dried tears of anger and sorrow. For the first few seconds, in the comfort of the soft bed and the faintest smell and feel of her body, he actually believed it was lie. That it was just a dream. That she was alive and heathly where they could make a family. But no. The feeling of pain filled him as he realized she'd never be there again. He couldn't bring her back now.

Now you are gone, now you are gone
There you go, there you go,
Somewhere you're not coming back

Buttercup's clear tears may have formed a river in the dark if it weren't for the faint voice. The husky voice she missed so. She closed her eyes, straining her ears for the voice, wanting and wishing for one last chance to hold the one she loved. The one who never loved her back. "I miss y-" The deep voice broke as if it were crying. The sound of frustration also hinted in the voice as if it wanted to punch the ground in mixed rage and sadness. Her jaden eyes shot open. He missed her? He actually missed her. 'No, he doesn't.' A negative voice stung her. No, he missed her. A faint smile appeared on her face. The dull green eyes that stayed in the dark slowly lit up as realization hit her.

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same no..

"God, I miss you. Its not the same without you." Part of his brain insulted him for sounding like a desprate, heart-broken, teenage girl. But she was worth it, but he let her slip away. Her scent, her body, her attitude, her life. All that he loved. "I miss you." He repeated over and over, each time growing more painful and louder until his voice boomed through the city. He really couldn't live without her, but he knew she'd want him to be strong. He had failed her though.

The day you slipped away
Was the day that I found it won't be the same oh...

Her tears dried slowly as her smile grew. The voice was now so clear to her. Washing her in peaceful mermories, cleansing her of the tradegy that had befell on her. A warm light surrounded her, the darkness turning bright white. Her cheek was warmed by the light as she looked up. She saw him hutched over in distressed cries. Her smile didn't fall. She knew perfectly well why he was sad. Because she never said good-bye. The thing that'd put both of them to peace. "I miss you too." She whispered kindly,her voice full of life as the light consumed her completely.

Na na, na na na, na na
I miss you

Wolf: I didn't cry! *wipes away small tears*
Butch: My baby! ;.;
Wolf: I don't own ANYTHING! Read ,review, favorite, follow. Read my other stories and review them please! O~O No one reviewed Masquerade Game of Murderous Vodka yet. PLEASE!
Buttercup: O~O I'm back so review.