Love And Loss | ☑

"Raven, I- I love you, don't leave me! Please!!"

"I am sorry, but... I have to."

He drank. And drank. And drank. Never stop drinking. He has been drinking for 5 years. He has been drinking away his pain for the last 5 years. He can't stop. He doesn't want to stop. It's the only way to numb the pain.

She left him 5 years ago. Because her friend offered her, her dream job in New York. He tried. He tried to stop her, but, she didn't. She left him. Alone.

He tried to forget her. But, can he? He can't. He don't want to forget her. How can he? He love her. Always will.

But, the pain was too much. He can't take it....

She took out a gun she stole from somewhere. She threw away her whiskey and it broke in multiple pieces on her floor. But she don't care. She just can't take this pain.

She pointed gun, and pulled the trigger. It was over. She don't have to feel it anymore. Not anymore. It will not hurt now. Never will again. She numbed the pain for once and for all.

Her blood spread all over her carpet, as she laid on her back. Her hand hold a note, as her eyes were open and lifeless.

*Beep* *Beep*

It was middle of night and Dick was sleeping, but suddenly woke when his phone buzzed. He opened and it was his girlfriend Kori. He smiled and answered the call.

"Hey Kor, what's up!?" Dick was still sleepy. But he had enough strength to greet his girlfriend. Except for giggling and sweet voice of her. He heard her sobs. Very violent sobs.

"D-Dick. Friend R-Raven... She... "

At the name of Raven his ears perked up.

"She what Kori?"

Dick know about Raven and Gar's relationship. How they broke up and how it effected both of them.

"S-She... Fin... ished... it." She said it.

Dick was caught off guard. No, she won't do it. She will never do it. How will he tell Gar! He is already to sensitive with their break up. And now... this. How will he tell his already broken friend that his love... did it!

Dick was in front of Gar's apartment. He was mentally preparing himself for telling him. He took deep breaths and knocked on the door.

One knock, no answer.

Two knocks, no answer.

Three knocks, no answer.

He sighed. He must be passed out because of drinking. Not unusual. He did had an extra key of his house. He pressed it and went inside his house. All lights were off. He must be asleep. He went to kitchen. Not there.

Guest room, not there.

His room, still not there.

He must be in... Her room.

The door was closed and nothing could be heard. Usually his snoring is audible, but right now, nothing was audible.

He gently opened the door and saw a figure lying on the bed. The room's light were off. He turned it on... and... and...

His back was facing him. Dick went over to Gar and what he saw... he could never forget in his whole life.

The carpet next to bed was full of blood, and there was a gun on the floor. Gar's eyes were opened and the whiskey bottle was broken. There was a note protectively pressed against his chest.

Today was there funeral. Vic and Kori were there too. All their friends were crying at the loss of their friends. They both were buried together. And their notes were carved on their respective grave. All were sad, but happy for their friends. At least they were together. And they know it. Because their note said it all for them...

"I will love him..."

"I will love her... "

"Till I die!"

😭 I AM NOT CRYING. SORRY I KNOW IT IS SAD!!! 😭😭😭🤧 I DON'T HAVE THE HEART TO WRITE MORE IN AUTHOR'S NOTE. BUT, HOPE YOU LIKE IT! BYE! PEACE 😭 LOVE✌💖

-peehoo.