Duke's POV I watch as Mac gets increasingly upset with every second that ticks by.
"Veronica" Mac tries to run up to her. She hugs her.
"I love you guys. I don't have much time so I'll make this fast..." she hugs mac but then pushes her back.
"Please stand back now....a little bit further...I don't know how big this will be"
You don't have to do this....
"I'm okay with dying. I get to be with her then."
"If you're leaving I'm leaving..." Mac is now crying
"Veronica please don't do this" dump truck begs.
"There's only one way to keep everyone safe...if I cover this....you guys can live and make it better...FIX THIS MESS WE MADE
Mac-
"Mac, no."
the clock reaches 2 minutes and she just gives off a hopeless but happy smile...I can't take it. I walk up next to the other two girls...I full Kurt grab my hand and ram pushes us all together at Veronica. Everybody is either crying or saying that they love each other....
The hippie teacher walks out and speaks. "There's no way you guys are gonna get out of this?" She asks with a sigh of defeat. "Make this place decent" Mac replies "Don't let the other JV jerks be jerks" the boys shout Remember us...remember what we did for you...I add. "You guys are so brave. I'm sorry it had to come to this. I wish i could stop you" Fleming calls out again. "And guys? Be seventeen" Veronica says with a rough smile. "Veronica?" "Yeah, miss Fleming?" "Say hi to god for us" "I will" she starts but is cut off by another voice, "WE will" "Martha no" Veronica starts to cry. "Veronica, yes. We can ALL get along up there." "I guess this is it" We're all standing facing the school with each other in our arms. We're all going together...an entire highschool social generation... The timer beeps for the last 5 seconds 5 4 3 2 1 Boom. Veronica's POV My eyes open and I'm in a bright room...it's...home? Not my house...Heathers house. MY Heathers house. I hear a familiar voice call to me.
"You really couldn't stay away could you, babe?" The voice is Very sarcastic.
I lift my head up and see MY heather standing in the doorway wearing the same red robe. It's not scary though. Not like the countless nightmares after her death. There was no blue liquid dripping from her mouth....she's...still Gorgeous.
I really couldn't.
B-babe? Is that REALLY you? I get up and stand beside her bed.
"Yeah it's me. Don't cream your pants" she smirks and walks up behind before placing her hands around my waist. I melt in her arms as She leaves a soft kiss on my neck and I spin around and sob into her chest.
"Why are you crying?"
I thought I'd never get to see you again.
"But now that you can, you never have to NOT see me" she replies. "It'll get pretty tiring, sawyer"
I could never get tired of you. I kiss her passionately and her arms find there way around my waist once again. She picks me up and carries me to the bed. I can tell I'm in heaven and I haven't even looked outside.
A/N Here's some artwork I made! I literally created the image in my mind and then put it to my sketch app :)
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