Missing Stu

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by chandlerisradical

by chandlerisradical

John Imagine :||

John stayed in his room for weeks, crying, barely eating, screaming in the middle of the night, depressed.

"Johnny," you asked one day, "what's wrong? Stu is alright, isn't he?"

John glared at you, and grabbed your shoulders, and shook you. "Y/N, Stu is dead. HES DEAD!"

You felt tears spring into your eyes. "John... please..." you start, and he lets you go. You rub your shoulders, and let the tears fall. "John, just because Stu is dead, doesn't mean you can take your angry out on me." you sob.

John starts towards you. "Y/N, I'm sorry, love. I'm just... me best friend is dead. I'm losing everyone I love, I can't lose you to."

You hug John, and sob into his chest. "He's really gone?"

"The funerals tomorrow, we're going."

The End.
Dedicated to SailingDiana , my big sister role model and best friend! Also dedicated to BeatlesMonkees4Life , for supporting me no matter what. Please Vote and Comment! I loves you all.