Angsty Josh. A one shot I wrote in 20 minutes after last week's episode. PG-13 (or whatever the new rating is) for one of the lines at the end. If it sucks, tell me, but tell me specifically, not something like "a horrible fic". Thanks. Enjoy!
"Seems like you've learned a lot," I tell her at the end our discussion. Come on, I had to say something.
"I had a good teacher." Donna replied with a smile. The same one she used when she woke up in Germany and saw me next to the tv, CNN on in the background. Maybe, deep down, we haven't stayed as much as we both originally thought.
"Thanks," I answer softly as she leaves. She turns around, and I hope I can get one more glimpse of her smile.
"I meant Will," she clarified, not stopping as she exits the room.
That was the final crack my heart could take. Donna leaving in January without so much as an explanation or a goodbye. Joining the Russell campaign, after refusing my offer of a spot on the Santos trail. When she snuck me into the storage closet outside CJ's office, my heart lifted, only to come crashing down to find out that it was about wording in some address, an address that lead me to punches with one of my best friends. And this. I've got nothing left now. Only the campaign.
I'll get Matt Santos elected President if it kills me. It's all I have left. Ask me what I'm thinking if we don't get this in November. Ask me. I'll tell you that I wished I had never woken up after Rosslyn. It would have saved me all the pain, the country not having faith in genuinely good man, seeing the man I thought of as a father at death's door after his heart attack, and most of all, of Donna leaving and taking my heart with her.
