Heathers OneShots!

Still Havent Found What Im Looking For

I've had this idea for a long time.

It's a mcnamawyer—>dukesaw fic.

The song is also used in my current project.

It's a dramatic and very personal portrayal of the 7 stages of grief.

It's gonna be a long one. Enjoy.

Veronica writing

"Character speech"

Lyrics.

Stage 1~Shock Denial

Dear Diary,

I have climbed Highest mountains.

"Heather? HEATHER WAKE UP! WHAT DID YOU TAKE? HEATHER ANSWER ME. PLEASE WAKE UP." I shout frantically and shake her heavy lifeless body on the bathroom floor.

I have run through the fields

"I'm sorry, veronica. There's no pulse. She's gone."

Only to be with you.

Heather is NOT gone.

"Veronica, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" Duke asks as she rubs my back.

We're going to be together until we die.

"I'm fine. See? I'm smiling." I replied numbingly.

We're going to get married.

"Heather, she needs to go through this. Give it time." Chandler comforts Duke.

She is not gone. I just don't believe it.

Only to be with you.

Stage 2~pain and guilt.

Dear Diary,

I have run

Was there something I could've said?

"Do you want to come over?"

"Sorry, Ronnie. I'm just not feeling good. Maybe later?"

"Can I have a kiss?"

"Sure."

I have crawled

Something I could've DONE?

"Can I go to the bathroom, mr Smith?"

"Yes Heather. Stop disrupting everything."

"I'll see you around mr Smith."

I have scaled these city walls.

I should've gone after her sooner.

"Veronica, come over and hang out with me and Ram!"

"No it's okay. I would just bring you guys down."

I miss her so fucking much.

Only to be with you.

Stage 3~ anger and bargaining

Dear diary,

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

I would give anything

Anything.

To have her back.

"Why are you such a bitch, Veronica? Calm down."

To not be miserable anymore.

"STOP BEING SO ANGRY"

"WHY DID YOU TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME?!"

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

Stage 4~ depression

Dear Diary,

I have kissed honey lips.

I've isolated myself from everybody.

Felt the feeling In her fingertips.

Heather Duke keeps asking me to go out and I'm not ready. She's nice and all. But I'm scared.

It burned like fire.

This burning desire.

Stage 5~upwards turn.

Dear diary,

I have spoke with tongues of angels

I started hanging out with Heather Duke. Things are slowly getting better. But not normal.

I have held the hand of the devil.

"Let's go on a REAL date? We can move as slow or as fast as you want"

"Yes."

It was warm as the night.

Every date I go over after. We just talk. I walk her to her room and leave.

And then she kisses me. And I was okay.

I was cold as stone.

Stage 6~ working it out but still slightly miserable.

Dear diary, I've gone to therapy

Heather and I started dating.

She invites me in. But I change my mind last second.

Stage 7~ acceptance
hope
moving forwards

Dear diary,

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

Heather invites me in.

This time, when she kisses me goodnight, I kiss back. Our lips finding a common rhythm almost instantly. We giggle and joke. She takes off her top. So we kiss again...we reach her door

And then....

SLAM.

Her bedroom door slams shut. And the rest of my night is filled with endless pleasure.

But I still

Haven't found

What I'm looking for.