Why Scream, It's Over

Ah, well it's the end. I hope everyone has enjoyed this story and I apologise for this chapter. Agh, you'll understand when you read it. Please review! Hey, for once the lyrics actually relate to the chapter.

Lyrics: So close, our perfect start. So undeniable, fallen apart

Chapter Seven

"If you want to say goodbye to Ronnie, you're going to have to get your ass out of bed" My mom scolded as she sat on the end of my bed and shook me to make me move. I didn't want to go see Ronnie. If I went to the airport with him, I'd cry and that's not something I'm comfortable with doing.

"I'm not going" I grumbled, my voice muffled as my face was pressed into a pillow in my attempt to ignore the world. "I can't be bothered with it." Okay, that was a lie. I just didn't want to face Ronnie. It'd be too sad.

"Oh, because I actually believe that" She scoffed, already pulling off the blankets on my bed in an effort to wake me up properly. God, she hadn't done that since I was thirteen. "That's a coward's way out." Oh, she's a fine one to talk. "Look, I know it's hard for you to say goodbye, but I guarantee that you'll kick yourself for it later. Her voice took on a softer tone and her words actually helped me for the first time in years. I felt as though I had my Mom back.

"It's too late to go." I sighed, not really caring if it was or not. "I've missed my chance"

"If I know Ronnie, he'll be sitting outside the airport for as long as possible" She laughed. "Get ready and meet me in the car." She didn't even give me a choice! Jesus, maybe having a mom is harder than I thought it would be.

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"Would you hurry up" My mom shouted out the window of the car as I locked the front door. "God, you're going to miss them if you keep messing around like that."

"God, I was trying to lock the door" I muttered once I was in the car and my mom started driving. The ride to the airport was silent, both of us so shocked at how the other was acting. Never in a million years would I believe that my mom would actually start acting like a mom again and she never thought that I would give up on Ronnie. "How long will it take to get there?" I finally asked.

"Scared you might miss him?" She questioned. It took everything in my strength to not scream at her. "You'll get there in time."

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When she pulled into the airport, I found myself stuck to my chair. I couldn't go out there. There was no way I could face him. Any normal person would be sprinting out of here to get to him, but I was unable to.

"What are you doing?" My mom asked, worry showing in her voice. She was just as scared as I was about missing Ronnie.

"I don't think I can do this, Mom" I finally sighed, burying my head deep into my hands.

"Oh, yes you can" She scoffed. "After what you guys got up to last night, you owe it to each other. I stared at her in disbelief. This was not the kind of conversation that I wanted to be having with my Mom. It's not the kind of conversation I wanted to be having with anyone other than Ronnie.

"Mom!" I squeaked. "Fine, I'll go, but only to get away from you" Before she had a chance to say anything else on the matter, I slipped out of the car and hurried into the doors of the airport. I was limited to how far I could get through here. I just had to hope that he hadn't gone through departures yet.

As soon as I stepped through the doors, my eyes went on a wild search for Ronnie. It was virtually impossible to see him through this sea of people. Surely it couldn't be that hard to spot him if Robert was going to be there. His hair was too big. Knowing my luck I would have just missed him.

After minutes of searching for him, I accepted the fact that I had probably missed him and made my way to the exit before something caught my eye. It couldn't be. Oh, but it was.

"Ronnie!" I screamed, without even thinking about what I was going to say. "Ronnie, wait up" I watched him pause, look around as though he was searching for where the voice came from and then his eyes fell on me and he hurried back down the stairs. As soon as he met up to me, he wrapped his arms tightly around me.

"God damn you!" He hissed in my ear, pressing kiss after kiss to my cheeks, lips and forehead. "What are you doing here? I thought you weren't going to show. God, you're so fucking stupid sometimes."

His insults didn't bother me. I was just too happy with being held in his arms.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled into his jacket. "I wasn't going to show. I just didn't know how to say goodbye to you, but then my mom persuaded me and I thought you'd already left and…" My rambling was cut to a stop when he pushed his lips up against mine. Well, it was a way of being silenced that I quite enjoyed.

"Man, I'm going to miss you" He whispered, simply holding me and that's all I could ever need at that moment in time. "I love you, Mon."

"I love you too, Ronnie" I sighed, trying to ignore the crack in my voice.

"Hey, can you guys hurry up?" Someone asked. "We do have a plane to catch" Ah, the ever so eloquent Max. I turned to him, almost feeling as though I was going to cry at the prospect of leaving the band. How could I leave Max? We had matching tattoos. Didn't that count for anything?

"Max, I'm going to miss you" I grumbled, wrapping my arms around his neck after laying a peck on his cheek. My terror twin was going to be gone soon. "Promise me that you'll still wreak havoc."

"Of course I will" He promised. "I wouldn't be me if I wasn't an absolute dick." Okay, the tears were starting to spill. How was I supposed to live my life normally if these guys weren't in my life?

"Aw, come here, Monica" Monte laughed, giving me one of his brotherly hugs that I was convinced that I lived for. "We'll still see each other." I nodded at him in the affirmative even though I strongly disagreed that that was ever going to happen. We were going our separate ways and something told me that we weren't going to find the time for each other.

"'ll see you later, Monica" Robert finally said awkwardly. We had never really grown close with each other, but we were still friends. He just wasn't very good at expressing his feelings.

"We'll go up to departures and give you guys a moment alone" Max finally sighed. "We'll see you there, Ronnie." As soon as they left, my palms began to sweat. Although I knew that this was going to happen one day, I had never imagined it would be anything like this.

"Hey, why are you crying?" Ronnie asked. I hadn't noticed how bad it had gotten until he wiped at my face and his hands turned black. Damn, I knew I should have worn waterproof mascara.

"I don't want to leave you" I muttered, shocked to see that he had tears brimming over his eyes. After eighteen years of friendship, it'd be stupid to not cry.

"I don't want to leave you either" He agreed. "But it's for the best and I'll make sure that we still see each other in the future" I still couldn't believe those words.

"You should go catch your plane" I sighed, stepping out of his arms, but he pushed his lips against mine again. As soon as he pulled away, he pulled his bag over his shoulder and gave me a wide smile. "Goodbye, Ronnie."

"Goodbye, Monica" He called, walking up the stairs that led to departures and I simply walked away. My mom was still sitting in the car, biting at her lip in worry over me. I avoided eye contact with her as I sat back in the car.

"Are you okay?" She asked, resting her hand on my shoulder.

"I'm fine" I lied before deciding that we couldn't rebuild our relationship if I didn't tell her what was on my mind. "No, I'm not. It's taking everything in my strength to keep myself sitting in the seat. I want to go with him, Mom."

"You'd hate yourself if you did that" She reminded. "You've got your life and he has his. Don't mix the two together if you don't think it's right." God, who would have thought that my Mom would be wise?

"I suppose you're right" I sighed. "Can we just go home now?" She gave a firm not and a reassuring smile before putting the car back in gear and setting off. It felt weird to be going back home in a place where Ronnie wouldn't be. As I watched the airport get smaller and smaller until it was only a tiny dot, I let myself cry more, but I didn't bother to hide it from my Mom. "Do you think that could be his plane?" I asked her as I pointed to one that had just taken off. She gave me a knowing stare and an eye roll, reminding myself very much of me.

"Mon-"She began, but I cut her off.

"Don't call me 'Mon'" I snapped. That was Ronnie's nickname for me.

"Sorry, honey" She said, her voice soft. "Look, you can't go through your life wondering if it's him. He's gone now and as soon as you come to terms with it, the better."

"Fair point" I muttered, bitterly, already regretting letting him go, but his words still burned into my head. It's for the best.

Ah, it's the first sad ending I've ever written, so I apologise if it was as shit as it seemed to me. Anyway, I hope you got some form of enjoyment out of that and thank you to anyone who has read this!