DISCLAIMER/ WARNING: This chapter will contain death/ suicide plus a flashback from the vent, so please skip if you find this topic triggering in anyway. I want you to take care of yourself before reading something you're not comfortable with. Hopefully I'll see you in a different chapter that is more suitable for you!
As always take care of yourself, drink water, eat something, and be kind!
- Ivery
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As he sits in the gloomy environment, tension in the air, the only thing that could be heard was the gospel and prayer from the preacher at the stand. The trees were blowing eerily and cries could be quietly heard if you listened to your full extent. Anyone in any other situation would say this is the perfect setting for a funeral, she would probably laugh, her smile reminded Johnny of flowers; Daisys. Bright and full of life, but then again, it broke his heart to see their favorite flower around her grave growing naturally, bright and full of life at an event that was quite the opposite. It could've been a sign from her, a message, anything to make Johnny believe she was still there.
But Johnny only had one thing on his mind, as anyone else at the funeral did, was her. Why did she do this to him, why would she leave him on his own. Anyone that knew Johnny, knew he couldn't do it on his own before her, now there is no her at all.
FLASHBACK: (Do not read if you're not comfortable with suicide)
Johnny was just getting home from work, tired, and hungry. As he opened the front door, he expected a call from her, letting him know where she was. But, the house was quiet- too quiet. It was still, no creaks from the floorboards, no tv running; just still.
'Maybe she's out getting something' Johnny thought as he hung his coat up from the winter weather.
But as Johnny turned away from the rack, he turned back almost immediately. Her coat was still hung up, which was most unlike her to leave with a jacket during the winter. Johnny then felt uneasy; he knew something was up.
As he traveled more into the house, he realized their bedroom door was ajar. As he walked into the dark room, he could see a figure, looking like it was on the wall.
That's when he realized what it was.
FLASHBACK OVER:
God he couldn't think for himself anymore.
He misses her and it was becoming overbearing for him, and he couldn't deal with the tremendous loss.
But as 5 months flew by he finally came to looking through her stuff, as suggested from his friends. As he was looking through her nightstand, he found a note- with his name plastered on top; done with beautiful cursive. Her cursive.
As he froze in place, just staring at the fragile thing. He couldn't bring himself to opening it, it's like his mind knew exactly what is was. He then fought the feeling- and opened it. Before he read it, he realized something fell out of the note-
A Daisy.
Dear Johnny,
I know you're gonna miss me, and I am truly, truly sorry for all the pain I've caused. I just can't do it anymore, I can't keep living where everything I do is stopping you from being the absolute best you can be. I didn't do this because I didn't love you, I did this because I want you to do better, no, I need you to do better. Do not let this stop you from living your life, live it to your full extent. I love you Johnny to the moon and back. Please remember me as someone who gave you happiness, and love, not this. The only thing I ask of you is give my parents this to read, but make sure you keep it. Put it under your pillow every night, and I'll be there with you. Don't let me stop you from being happy, meet another amazing person, have kids! Become rich for all I care, just be happy- okay? I love you so deeply, it hurts.
Goodbye my dearest darling love, I'll see you in another life.
Sincerely, Y/n.
If anyone in the world read this note, their heart would break, pieces of their soul shattered into broken glass. But Johnny's didn't, he wouldn't let it. He knew she would be heartbroken if she saw him now, and he was determined to live his life for her. He was going to keep going, for her.
He realized he would cherish her till the day he died, and after that. Johnny then gave a sad smile, got up from the bed, and went to the kitchen window. He then put the daisy on the window sill, and he smiled brightly as the tear strolled down his rosy cheeks.
He was always going to remember her.
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A/N: I know this one was very sad, and I'm sorry for that, I'm just in a sad mood. But also if you ever feel like you want to do this, please get help! There are suicide hotlines you can call, or you can dm me. I care for you, and I want you to care for yourself. Someone out there cares, and wants to help you. I love you deeply, and I want you to know I've had the same experiences. I want you to take care of yourself for as long as you can, so if you guys ever need to talk to someone, I'm here for you!
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JOHNNY LAWRENCE IMAGINES (discontinued)
FanfictionI just wanted to thank you all for supporting this imagine book, but I decided to discontinue it because I lost my love for it and didn't have the motivation or ideas. Again, thank you all, and remember to take care of yourselves.