So, the song this one-shot is based on is Won't Go Home Without You by Maroon 5. Oh, can't you tell how happy it's going to be? xD Enjoy!
Won't Go Home Without You
"We can't keep it."
"Eli, I'm not going to have an abortion!"
"It's the only option."
"I thought adoption was the only option?"
"Don't be such a wiseass."
"I am keeping this baby, Eli."
"And who's going to take care of it? You live more at my house than you do your own!" Eli ran a hand through his hair, pacing around the small hallway. "There's no way either of us can take care of a baby at our age, especially when there's isn't a stable home for this child."
"But Eli -"
"I said no!" Eli snapped, whipping around to glare at her. He dug his fingers into his hair in frustration. "Why was I stupid enough to believe you when you said you were on the pill?"
"Eli -"
"Why did I even let myself fall in love with you?" Eli shouted.
Julia flinched at his tone; she'd never seen him this angry before.
Suddenly his green eyes were on hers, and he whispered in a deadly-soft tone, "I wish we'd never met. This wouldn't have happened."
After getting over the initial shock from his words, she gave him a steely gaze. "Fine. I'll leave then and be out of your life," she said coolly, opening the front door. When Eli didn't stop her, she slammed the door closed, her heart breaking.
After a minute, it sunk in, and Eli's limbs unfroze. He ran for the door, swinging it open. "Wait!" he called, his voice cracking. "I didn't mean it!" He ran out onto the front steps, squinting and searching through the darkness, but she was nowhere in sight.
She left before I had the chance to say
Words that would mend the things that were broken.
But now it's far too late, she's gone away.
"Julia! Wait!" he called again, but he couldn't see her. His breath catching in his throat, Eli raced down the steps and flung open Morty's door, taking the keys out of his pocket and sticking them in the ignition. He revved the engine, and not caring about the condition of his antique hearse, hit the gas and sped out onto the street.
He needed to find her. He hadn't meant what he had said; he was just upset. Eli loved Julia; she had been the best thing in his life, and he didn't want to lose her.
His heart ached as he looked at the vast, empty road. Where was she?
It scared Eli to think that he might have chased Julia away forever. He didn't know if he could handle being without her.
He had to find her.
It's not over tonight.
Just give me one more chance to make it right.
I may not make it through the night.
I won't go home without you.
Eli drove slower down the street, looking back and forth out of every mirror. When he felt his tire slightly roll over something hard, he braked and jumped out of the running hearse.
"No," he whispered. "No."
It was the front wheel of a bike lying flat on its side that Morty had run over. And a little way away from the dented bike was a dark mound.
A body.
Her body.
Eli collapsed onto his knees next to the body, taking one of her hands. It was growing cold, but still Eli desperately felt for a pulse.
Nothing.
"Julia? Julia, please wake up," Eli begged, bending down to lay his ear over her heart. No sign of a heartbeat.
"Julia," Eli repeated, voice quivering. Breathing shakily, he lifted Julia up so he could cradle her against his chest. His shirt slowly became wet and warm, and Eli touched the spot to find the liquid sticky and dark on his fingers. He touch the back of Julia's head lightly to find that it was drenched in scarlet blood, and Eli felt bile rise in the back of his throat.
He should be calling for help. If Julia even had the slightest chance of living, him just sitting and holding her wouldn't help.
But in his heart, even though he was fighting it, he knew that she wasn't going to come back to him.
She was dead.
Another sickening thought came to Eli's mind then. If Julia had been right, there was a baby growing inside of her. Had been growing inside of her, Eli corrected himself.
His baby. The last possible trace he could have of Julia. Gone.
Because of him.
"I'm back," Eli whispered, bending down to lay the bundle of white roses on the flat surface of the gravestone. Eli kneeled down in front of the grave, folding his hands on his lap and respectfully staying quiet for a minute before he gathered his thoughts and spoke.
"I miss you, so much, Julia," he began, voice quiet. "You wouldn't even understand how much it hurts being without you." He paused. "I sometimes imagine you're still with me. If I close my eyes, I can almost feel you lying in my bed next to me. I can smell you, and sometimes I can even taste your lips on mine, the sweetness of your breath."
The taste of her breath, I'll never get over.
The noises that she made kept me awake.
The weight of the things that remained unspoken
Built up so much, it crushed us every day.
"I'm sorry. About the baby. About you, more specifically. It's my fault." Eli's voice cracked, and he cleared his throat before continuing. "I didn't…I didn't mean what I said, that made you run away. I was upset. I should have you and your feelings into consideration."
Eli's heart ached with longing. He selfishly wanted Julia back with him, if only for a moment. He wanted - needed - to tell her in person that he didn't mean what he had said. He hated knowing that Julia had left the world thinking he hated her.
Because he didn't. He loved her. He loved her too much.
"I need you back here, Jules," Eli murmured, brushing her gravestone lightly with his fingertips. "You don't know how much I hate myself for letting you go."
Of all the things I've felt but never really shown,
Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go.
I should not have let you go.
"You don't know…how much I hate myself…for killing you. For killing that growing baby.
"My unborn child."
I may not make it through the night.
I won't go home without you.
"I love you, Julia."
Author's Note: Yep. Another sad Eli one-shot. I don't necessarily like making the fangirls cry...oh yes I do. Because then it means I'm doing my job and my story is actually good. ;D Review, please! :)