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A/N: Three more chapters after this. Not too long of ones, since I need to use all the lyrics. Actually, maybe I'll include... okay, nevermind. Not sure on how many chapters there will be, but I know how everything will work out. Enjoy! :)
"I can't," she whispered softly. Matt smacked himself in the head while she wept softly. Amy didn't cry… ever. Even if she had, Matt couldn't take a woman crying. He wasn't good with the sappy stuff. He could only offer so much and sometimes what he had didn't seem enough.
"Amy." Matt's tone became parent-like over the phone to the weeping Amy. She sat curled in a ball, in Shane's clothing, covered in a blanket in which they shared in bed. 'Lita', who was confident, much like Amy, was a far away memory to the woman that Amy was quickly becoming. Matt continued, "You can. Talk to me… you crying like this… it's killing me."
Amy didn't reply yet let sniffles do the talking for enough. She reminded Matt of a scared child who was afraid of the dark. He covered the mouth of the receiver then and sighed loudly. Why couldn't he get through to her? He'd tried everything… Matt, one of the most stubborn men in the world was about to give up.
"Amy, do you want me to come down there?" Matt asked finally, trying to give the situation one more shot. If she denied him once more, maybe he would finally give up. But something inside him knew he'd never give up that with this woman—his one-time biggest love of his life—there was just something that told he couldn't. Amy needed him. When she didn't answer him again, he began to fear she'd given up listening. "Amy? Are you listening to me? Please, I can't help you if you just sit there like that. Talk to me. Yell at me. Anything but this silence. Do you want me to come down there?" he replied carefully.
Amy sniffled again then, the only sound he'd heard from her in a while. "Y-yes," finally came her reply. Matt frowned, just a little surprised and genuinely worried how bad Amy was. She'd never allow someone to help her so easily. Shane's death was changing her into a completely different person.
Matt nodded though, suddenly encouraged. "Alright; fine. I'll be there as soon as I can. I'll call you, okay?" She didn't answer. "I'll take that as a yes. Amy, please, hang in there. You'll be okay. I promise."
When it seems this life has stole my soul
You're there to bring it back
When the hurt holds on and won't let go
And it's just too much to take
I know you'll be there to save me
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