Welcome to Chapter 3… unless you're still here wanting to see more. Hehe.
This chapter will just be sort of a flashback, so you can get some backstory that leads up to the first two previous chapters.
Hope you guys still enjoy it nonetheless!
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Conner held Wendy's hand. She wasn't responding. Lying in her hospital bed, shortly after being moved from the emergency room, Conner was saying goodbye to his second love.
Her parents were on the way; Conner anyone. Megan was a last resort and it would've been too awkward for her.
"Babe, please don't do this," he was crying. He thought about their plans. Things would've been so perfect. College graduates, together a month after his tragic breakup with Megan, getting married, and having a wonderful life. He sobbed harder thinking about the times she made him smile like no other girl; something so small that simply showed him that they could've been made for one another.
He kissed her hand, her heart rate monitor beeping less and less each minute. Conner knew it wouldn't be long before Wendy passed away. "No," he cried.
"Wendy," Conner weeped and weeped, squeezing her hand tighter every sob, "I need you. Don't go."
Her heart rate monitor beeping less and less each minute, a nurse and doctor were checking her. "Mr. Kent," the nurse whispered, her hand on his shoulder. He knew it was almost time.
The nurse scooted by him to check equipment. Conner cursed himself, thinking he should've rode his bike with her, maybe the truck would've hit him instead of her, or perhaps it could've been avoided all together.
He couldn't believe this was happening. He ran his finger over the engagement ring he saved up for. It wasn't the best out there, and was fairly cheap, but Wendy couldn't care less. She happily wore it after excitedly throwing her arms around Conner, saying 'yes'. She'd marry him. If it weren't for this.
Then there was a long beep. Wendy flatlined. Conner held her hand for several minutes, listening to the doctor pronounce her dead at 2:19 am. When they left, giving him more time with her, he stood, brushed her hair away from her face, and kissed her forehead. His lips were trembling, barely touching her skin.
"Goodbye," he whispered, tears streaming down his face. He had no choice but to accept it. She was gone. He could barely stand, his legs weak. Five years of laughter, happiness flashed before him - all of it was gone now. He had seen a future with her, a house, kids, maybe a dog. It would never happen now.
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M'gann was sleeping during this time. She had a long day, cleaning her house and going out to buy groceries for Garfield and herself, so she was extremely exhausted. Then her phone vibrated… again. This was the fourth time it rang. She groaned in annoyance as she turned on the lights.
She groggily looked at her digital clock on top of her bedside cabinet. 2:19 AM in the fucking morning and someone's calling!? She shouted in her mind.
"Whatever this is it better be good!" She said angrily. She didn't see who was calling, she didn't care. She just wanted to go back to bed. Answering the phone, she didn't expect what was coming.
"Hello!?" Her voice was loud and irritated.
She heard a sniff and a sob coming from the other end, "Megan?"
"C… Conner?" Her eyes widened and her voice lowered to a more quiet and gentle tone, "Is everything alright?"
He started to sob again, "No! It's Wendy."
She was confused, "What? What's wrong? Did you guys breakup?"
"She's… gone."
Megan almost dropped the phone, shaking uncontrollably as Conner told her the events of what happened. She quickly got out of bed, now fully awake, and opened her cabinet and changed into any clothes she could find, listening to Conner cry.
She cursed herself for not answering earlier. You're a fucking idiot Megan!
"Don't worry Conner, I'll be right there," Megan ended the call.
Getting out of her bedroom and into the living room of her apartment, she noticed Garfield still watching TV. She couldn't be bothered to tell him off. Conner was the only thing on her mind.
Garfield noticed her coming out and awaited for a scolding. But there was nothing, "Is something wrong, sis?"
"It's Conner." She said in a worried tone, putting on a pair of blue sneakers and looking for her car keys.
"What happened?"
"His fiance just passed away. WHERE ARE THE FUCKING KEYS!?" She shouted as soon as she finished her first sentence.
Gar put a hand on his forehead, Holy shit. He was shocked as well, "Do you want me to come with?"
"Look Gar," she managed to find her keys, "I appreciate the offer, but I think Conner just wants to see me now."
"Alright. See ya later then." He got out of the couch to open the main door for her.
"Thanks, goodnight. And I expect you to be asleep as soon as I get back." She held a finger at him
"Yes ma'am."
"Good." As Gar closed the apartment door, Megan ran towards the elevator, rapidly pressing the buttons as fast as she could. She could not waste anymore time. Conner was all that mattered. Getting on the elevator and down to the first basement, she rushed out, got in her car, and sped off towards the hospital. Some sniffs and tears were present on her drive. She knew the feeling of heartbreak. She was heartbroken when Conner broke up with her when she cheated on him with Logan, but this was a whole other story. To see someone you love die out of the blue was the worst kind of heartbreak anyone could ever experience.
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At the hospital, Megan sobbed as well while she comforted Conner. He was a broken man now.
"Oh, Conner." Her wet tears dried on her face, she never saw Conner like this, "Don't worry Conner. I'm here for you."
"I'm all alone," he whispered ever so quietly.
"No! You're not alone. I'm here, everyone is still here." M'gann reassured him, trying to remove all the bad thoughts on his mind. She knew it wasn't enough, but she had to try.
He looked away from her, but she wouldn't let that happen, "Hey, look at me please?"
She gently placed her hands on his cheeks and moved his head slowly to face hers. Conner's eyes were bloodshot and teary.
"Conner, we may not be together, but as a friend… I'll always be here for you."
He didn't reply, he just continued crying. This was him at his most weakest, and Megan was the first person to witness it.
In her dreams, they always kissed at the end. It was always sweet… and wet.
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PRESENT DAY
Waking up and slowly opening her eyes.
Just another dream. She thought to herself. Then she realized she wasn't sleeping on the floor.
She was lying down on a bed. Something was holding her. It felt warm. Not a something, but a someone was holding her gently like a pillow. She turned herself around slowly not to wake up whoever was sleeping beside her. Her eyes widened.
It was Conner.
Did you carry me last night when we slept? That was the only thing that came to mind.
Megan knew that it would be difficult for Conner to show affection at this time. She had never been in his shoes, but as a friend, she felt like it was her duty to see Conner through such a difficult time. He was slowly progressing back to his old self. Conner had been depressed more than a month, but it was time to stop mourning and move on with life, Megan thought.
"I'm gonna make you smile very soon, Conner. Just you wait."
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For some reason, there was a lot of sad feelings that went through writing this chapter. ;_;
Still, I hope you all enjoyed and please review.
Have a great day/night!