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AN: Well,folks, here it is! The last chapter of "Tonightless"...the very, very ending of the story explains why the story is called "Tonightless." I hope everyone enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. PLEASE REVIEW! and dont worry...I'll keep writing...but, before too long, school will start again, so i wont be able to update whenever I want...but i'll update every week...I PROMISE! lol k, well enjoy the last chapter!

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Chapter 20: Tonightless--The Final Chapter

Troy's P.O.V.

I was standing there, holding the clipboard. It was like I couldn't take in what I had just read...

"This cannot be happening!" I said to myself.

Then, I looked up at Ryan. I noticed that there aren't any machines hooked up to him...he's just lying there. I stood next to him, and put my hand on his head.

A single tear trickled down my face. I looked at my love and told myself "Okay, let's pretend that this is all really happening. And as I am looking at the man I love, he is dead...No, this isn't true...I'm just having a bad dream...Goddamn it, WAKE UP TROY!" I was crying and yelling at the top of my lungs. Finally, I just threw myself onto the floor beside Ryan's bed. Dr. Greene ran in and put his arm around my shoulder.

"Troy, are you okay?" he asked."Okay? Am I okay? Am I O-FUCKING-KAY! I'M GREAT, DOC...HOW ARE YOU!" I screamed at him, and I felt like punching him in the nose for asking me that question.

I stood up, and so did he. I wiped my tears and said, a little more calmly, "My boyfriend--the love of my life--just died. Should I be okay?" I asked.

"I'm sorry..." Dr. Greene replied, and he walked out of the room, his head drooping.

I climbed into bed with Ryan and held him like he held me when I was in the hospital.

"Remember this, Ry?" I asked. "Remember when I was in here, and you climbed into the bed with me and held me like this?" I ruffled my fingers in his hair while his head drooped against my shoulder.

"I even remember the room number I was in...17D" I said, and I looked up at the door...the room they put Ryan in was 17D. That made me cry even more.

I looked at Ryan's pale face. "Oh god, Ry...how could I let this happen to you? It's all my fault...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry."

For a long while, I just held my baby in my arms and cried. Finally, the doctor came back in and said that Ryan had to be taken away.

"Alright." I said. "But could you give me just one more minute?" I asked, and the doctor nodded.

I stood beside Ryan and held his hand in mine.

"God...please take care of Ryan...he's the most amazing person I've ever met, and I loved...I love him very much. He didn't deserve any of the pain he was given. He deserved all the happiness in the world. So, I hope you can give him all the happiness in Heaven."

I kissed Ryan's hand and set it down beside him slowly. I bent down and softly kissed his dead lips.

I just stared at him. Even though he was pale and grey, he still looked gorgeous, and I could see all the world's light shining at me through his soft skin.

"I love you." I said softly, even softer and quieter than a whisper, and I knew that somehow, Ryan heard it.

'They' took him away from me forever. As I watched them take away the only thing in the world that's ever really mattered to me, I knew that I could've cried a million oceans, but that meant that I would have to build a million bridges to cross to get to my love again...but the distance that was already between us was enough.

I kept telling myself that Ryan was not dead. "He's just gone away for a while.." I always tell myself. But, when Sharpay told me when and where the funeral was, I realized that I had to admit the truth to myself...I took a deep breath, held it in for as long as possible, let it out slowly, and said "Ryan is dead." As soon as I realized what I had just admitted, I wanted to take it back. "No, Ryan! Don't do this! Don't break my heart!"

But I knew it was too late...I couldn't take it back...and neither could Ryan...

I was on my way home from the funeral...I couldn't even believe I survived it...It seemed like one big blur. I just stood there in the crowd around his headstone, alone, in my own little world, remembering everything I could about Ryan...I was crying and smiling at the same time. I remembered our first kiss...our first time making love...I remembered everything.

I didn't even realize the funeral was over until people started leaving.

As I was walking home from Ryan's funeral, I felt tonightless...I felt like tonight would never come...I didn't want tonight to come, because if it did, that meant that tomorrow would come, too...and I didn't want to have to face any of it.

The End

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