** A/N: Lonely Alys, what would I have done without you. I'm sorry to
disappoint you, but here is the final chapter. Thank you for your support
and I will probably have another new fic started by the end of the week (I
have no life!) Enjoy-Kiera**
Jeff had every intention of being angry with Faith when he was eventually led in the room where she lay, and then he saw her. Still dressed in pink, with a tube running up her nose and pads attached to her chest. She looked like she was dying and his anger ebbed away like a tide. He sat next to her and took her cold limp hand in his own. It was unfair, how he'd had so long to tell her so many things, but was now being forced into doing it in the ten minutes he'd been given.
"It's not fair." He began. "How I could of told you how much you meant to me every day. How I had so many oppotunities to tell you I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you and now, it comes down to this."
Jeff looked up, half expecting Faith to suddenly open her eyes, sit up and say "Go on then, I'm listening." But she didn't, she lay there still half under the shadow of death. It made sense now, all the ways she'd been acting, why she'd been crying. Because Faith was scared, she han't slept because she was terrified she'd never wake up again. If only she'd told him, he could of made the last weeks count, maybe that wasn't what she wanted, it didn't matter now. Jeff had this urge to beg Faith not to die, to plead with her not to leave him. What good would it do? She had no control over it, Faith couldn't stop death. Still, he wanted to.
"It drove me crazy living the past week without you, what am I suppose to do for the rest of my life?"
Jeff only became aware of his own tears when he felt only fall off his chin. It brought back memories of holding Faith just nights before.
"I can't believe I'm never going to hear you laugh again, or see you smile. I can't believe you're never going to wrestle another match, tell another joke or watch one of your stupid movies. Part of me wishes I could turn back time and live the last few days over, but I know that I'd never be able to let you go."
He heard the door behind him open and it didn't seem like he'd had ten minutes with her. Now was the time to wrap it up. To give her one last kiss and say his last goodbye. But Jeff couldn't, doing that meant Faith was really going to die and he wasn't ready to accept that. Goodbye was such a final thing. He did mange to kiss her, put his forehead to her's and whisper
"I'm going to miss you."
One of his tears landed on her lips and he had to go.
//And I know, I leave you on your own But I need you to be strong While I'm walking away And I, I hate to say goodbye It get's harder everytime What I feel, you feel inside When the day turns into night //
He waited outside while Nicole was with her. It was cold, but he didn't care. Already Jeff felt like a big part of him had been ripped away, he already felt empty and hallow. He was going to have to tell people, Nicole wouldn't be able to do it. She'd already lost James. Jeff was going to have to tell Vince and Matt and oh god, Renne nd Faith's parents. He was going to have to tell them that their daughter had died. Maybe he should call them now and tell them, so they had a chance to say goodbye, tell Faith they loved her. It was then Jeff reailsed he hadn't done that yet. It had been the most important thing, the thing he really meant to do, yet hadn't. As he walked back inside, there where a million 'what-ifs'. What if she'd told him, what if she'd gone to the doctor's soon, what if it had been a concussion that set it all of. What if Jeff had been able to save her, and why hadn't Faith let him try. Nicole was waiting outside the room, a hand clamped over her mouth in a vain attempt to try and disguise her trembling lip.
"You....can't...go...in." She choked out.
He understood why straight away. Faith, was gone.
Jeff had every intention of being angry with Faith when he was eventually led in the room where she lay, and then he saw her. Still dressed in pink, with a tube running up her nose and pads attached to her chest. She looked like she was dying and his anger ebbed away like a tide. He sat next to her and took her cold limp hand in his own. It was unfair, how he'd had so long to tell her so many things, but was now being forced into doing it in the ten minutes he'd been given.
"It's not fair." He began. "How I could of told you how much you meant to me every day. How I had so many oppotunities to tell you I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you and now, it comes down to this."
Jeff looked up, half expecting Faith to suddenly open her eyes, sit up and say "Go on then, I'm listening." But she didn't, she lay there still half under the shadow of death. It made sense now, all the ways she'd been acting, why she'd been crying. Because Faith was scared, she han't slept because she was terrified she'd never wake up again. If only she'd told him, he could of made the last weeks count, maybe that wasn't what she wanted, it didn't matter now. Jeff had this urge to beg Faith not to die, to plead with her not to leave him. What good would it do? She had no control over it, Faith couldn't stop death. Still, he wanted to.
"It drove me crazy living the past week without you, what am I suppose to do for the rest of my life?"
Jeff only became aware of his own tears when he felt only fall off his chin. It brought back memories of holding Faith just nights before.
"I can't believe I'm never going to hear you laugh again, or see you smile. I can't believe you're never going to wrestle another match, tell another joke or watch one of your stupid movies. Part of me wishes I could turn back time and live the last few days over, but I know that I'd never be able to let you go."
He heard the door behind him open and it didn't seem like he'd had ten minutes with her. Now was the time to wrap it up. To give her one last kiss and say his last goodbye. But Jeff couldn't, doing that meant Faith was really going to die and he wasn't ready to accept that. Goodbye was such a final thing. He did mange to kiss her, put his forehead to her's and whisper
"I'm going to miss you."
One of his tears landed on her lips and he had to go.
//And I know, I leave you on your own But I need you to be strong While I'm walking away And I, I hate to say goodbye It get's harder everytime What I feel, you feel inside When the day turns into night //
He waited outside while Nicole was with her. It was cold, but he didn't care. Already Jeff felt like a big part of him had been ripped away, he already felt empty and hallow. He was going to have to tell people, Nicole wouldn't be able to do it. She'd already lost James. Jeff was going to have to tell Vince and Matt and oh god, Renne nd Faith's parents. He was going to have to tell them that their daughter had died. Maybe he should call them now and tell them, so they had a chance to say goodbye, tell Faith they loved her. It was then Jeff reailsed he hadn't done that yet. It had been the most important thing, the thing he really meant to do, yet hadn't. As he walked back inside, there where a million 'what-ifs'. What if she'd told him, what if she'd gone to the doctor's soon, what if it had been a concussion that set it all of. What if Jeff had been able to save her, and why hadn't Faith let him try. Nicole was waiting outside the room, a hand clamped over her mouth in a vain attempt to try and disguise her trembling lip.
"You....can't...go...in." She choked out.
He understood why straight away. Faith, was gone.