Just Dont.. // Chandler Riggs

Chapter 20

•Chapter 20

"I miss you. Its been 2 years now. The Walking Dead skyrocketed, even if it was already at the top." Chandler chuckled softly to himself, letting his fingertips graze over the marble headstone silently.

Chandler had just turned 18; actually, today was his birthday. June 27th.

"I knew you wanted to be on the show. I wanted you to be on the show. Hell, everyone did. Your.. passing.. messed with a lot of us." He said smally, his hand stopping over the carving of her favorite quote. "Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces. He pleads though he tries. But he's only denied. Now he's dying to get inside." He had taken an interest in bands like Mayday Parade, All Time Low, and Nirvana after she died, and all he would wear now was band t shirts and skinny jeans. He was turning into Carl. Minus the band t shirts.

"We weren't together for long," he murmured, breathing out of his mouth, through his teeth. "But I loved - love you. I love you," Chandler didn't cry anymore, no matter how much he wanted too. He wouldn't. "I tried to move on a long time ago. I couldn't. She was a nice girl, but she wasn't you."

He was silent for a few moments, taking his time to lie the roses he brought on the grave, then sitting down next to it.

"I probably should apologize for not dropping by. Grayson has been giving me Hell about it though. And I always meant too, I just never got around too it." He says softly, a small smile twitching onto his face as he read over her name on the headstone.

"Sometimes, I wonder if we'd still be together if you were here. Or if one of us would have fu.cked it up. Probably you, though." Chandler joked, His small turning into a smirk. "You fu.cked a lot of things up." He let out a small giggle.

It didn't take the teenager long too start crying, not that he noticed it. He was too busy telling stories - or memories - to the air around him about the two of them, and how she messed things up a lot.

He would be okay, though. Chandler would be okay. He would never truely get over her. He never truely got over her. But, she was okay. And he was okay. And that was all that mattered, because one day, they'd be together again.

The End.

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guys okay okay that's the end and I'm sorry ;-;

(If any of you are confused, I changed the last sentence in the last chapter)

If you're wondering why it was such a sudden ending, I kind of lost my interest in twd or chandler. I love them, just not as much as i used too. I'm actually more into 5 Seconds Of Summer and All Time Low and Mayday Parade. Music is a big part of my life now and that's what I'm into. 

BTW, YALL SHOULD REALLY GO FOLLOW MY 5SOS ACCOUNT AND READ MY GAY LASHTON FANFICTION BECAUSE IM ALMOST FINSIHED AND I HAVE IT ON NOTEBOK PAPER OK
@The-MrsAllAmerican

But for the ones who stuck with me, and the ones who are just now reading this, I love you, and thanks for reading!

If you're still confused, she died that night.

Summer